Cinema - Camp Street Lyrics

I don't wanna mess round
I don't wanna jump around
I just wanna get to it
Let's finish this mixtape off right
Let's do this

'Gon sign another contract
Got beats all in the dialect
No bearing down with violence
No copies with a virus
No hi-vis when I hire, please
No tires, I can't lie to them
No pilots trackin' how I been
Measurin' for a size 10
Whippy bangs with cold feet
All images, I'm 'gon take a piece
I'll leave enough just to keep with me
Distinct shit, in the district, steez
I'm disappointed, ain't a Peggy drop
Balance with these jobs, no kety pop
No Fetty Wap, trade it for the Doc's
Black on black, serving hefty flock
Not Starbucks, I hit the country moppin'
I'm serving fish for accountin' mommy's
And I'm pilin' up all the spiteful comments
Then I fire off, tryna make my somethin'
I file it in the backroom, grindin'
Got a good start, still eatin' ramen
Lyman shit in the nights, I'm rilin'
And when the option comes, I'm stylin'
Pay me piss and get the profits, peace
I'm weak
You see it in my steed
I'd take a Mazda if you'd sort me out
No 'what abouts', just move the mouse
Four fifty in seven days
It's a f*ckin' haze
Swimmin' in the bays
Lost my shit cause of mayonaise
Don't get it right, I'm afraid you ain't gettin' paid

You ain't gettin' paid
You ain't gettin' paid
Don't stop it now
Let's keep it goin'
Keep it goin', let's go

Just keep it rollin'
4 tonne truck down the ivory mountain
I call away and the colour drains
Cause the rate's trash and I'm barely stayin'
Corey Feldman on the f*ckin' View
If you call it out, it'll stay with you
Tryna cross the bridge, but it's a Riddick flick
House dimly lit, but I ain't got the fix
Walks into Bunnings, walk straight back out
Not the heat mincing me, meats on freeze
Steeped in the culture of the memes
I became one, make fun of me
Fleece season, teasin' easy
Got new sheets, pawin' kitty
Warm it up, pockets drain
And my housemates don't know the pain
Breaking Bad don't seem so mad
When your net projections be lookin' that bad
Swim with Jeez, tell me baby
How you get out the f*ckin' slump
Make it appear on the f*ckin' stump
Shrink them down when you've had enough
I don't like when I look in reflections of cuffs
I see me on the bus
Signin' out was a must
Those kids and me, in a rut
Missin' class, don't catch me up
I'll find a way to make it through the day
F*ck the shit, I've had my luck debunked
Grown cubs tryna sort through the mud
I'm the man on the bottom, worthless
But I'll keep my smile for all those lucky ones, yeah

F*ck it, I'm out
I'm done with this shit
I'll catch you in, like, 20 days