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DENIM

 

I’m too cynical

a simple individual

just trying to make residual

my momma says that I’m too critical

I used to be the kid that

everybody else was mocking

I started rapping cause

nobody listened when I’m talking

we were the niggas munching paki in class

and now we drunk off sake

while she dropping her ass

sip sip

my mouth is bleeding

you can see it

drip from my lower lip

I don’t give a shit

I just need a hit

please get off my dick tip

Picture Perfect, cam and char

but you know who it is

two kids, one midi

oh you never heard of ’em

shit no kidding

everybody stand

Imma stay sitting in the city

that i swear is out to get me

so when I die no one forget me

the song is setting

curtains closed

everybody had a home

and I got nowhere to go

my mum in California

my sister moved to Florida

it seems like yesterday

I was begging her for some quarters

to buy a soda from a machine

that don’t exist no more

cause they went and tore it up

this ain’t no Comine this ain’t Midoria

this is Cam Bolden

everything I say is all the shit that

I beholding in my heart, in my brain

you all know, I feel insane

I’m out of time, I’m out of mind

but when my fam call

I tell them that I feel fine

cause I don’t wanna freak em out

but if they hear this song they gone be freaked out

I’m sorry mum I’m not a liar

I’m just a kid with some weed and a lighter

jokes I smoked once and had a panic attack

when I got home

but I ain’t tell my niggas that

keep my hands in my motherfucking pockets

when I’m walking

locked to the sidewalk like a cyclops

momma told me keep my head held high

I told her sorry momma

I can never be that guy

so Imma let the beat ride

Fuck

Empty verses, always lurking

Picture Perfect, is it worth it?

if I die will any niggas be hurting

I know y’all tired of the sad shit

but that’s just who I am

so you’re just going to have to look past it

and sit the fuck down

shut the fuck up

I’m tired of these niggas

trying tell me what’s up

bitch I’m whats up

bitch I’m that guy

I’m that nigga with the fire in his eyes

so Imma let that fucking beat ride

Fuck

 

I’m always losing myself, losing myself,

losing myself, inside my mind

don’t run away and hide

from all the feelings you provide

I’m always losing myself, losing myself,

losing myself, inside my mind

don’t run away and hide

from all the feelings you provide

I’m always losing myself, losing myself,

losing myself, inside my mind

don’t run away and hide

from all the feelings you provide