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Yves - Camp Chairs On Porches Lyrics

[Intro]
Scorin', ain't no point in checkin' what the score is
Camp chairs on porches
Homies' smoking blunts, but, I passed it like I'm ballin'
Then they told me, "push it like an algorithm"
Tried to sneak diss, put his catalog for extermination

[Hook]
Chillin' on the camp chair, eatin' snack packs
Straight up on my porch, and I got no source of pay cheque
Can't let it be regular, so, I be writin' dark raps
Sun is heatin', gots to keep it real, so, it's no cap
Homies really steppin'
Freddy smokin', cuttin' down trees, deforestation
Took my oppa's bitch to her knees, she started beggin'
Homies prayin' for my success, I swear, the pressure is heavy
Gotta keep me steady

[Verse 1]
Come with it, I'm ready
Stabbed me on my back, but, I'm still standin'
I'm so high on niggas, they look up to me
But if it was up to me, I'd be rising up with me
Knowing that I won't forget the ones who wouldn't snipe me
Haters couldn't spite me, 'cause it hurts they brand
Those who planned my downfall comfortably, had 'em niggas banned
My career had you niggas fucked up, like it's got you bent
Now I'm livin' in your bitches' mind, they let me fuck for rent, hold up
[Hook]
Chillin' on the camp chair, eatin' snack packs
Straight up on my porch, and I got no source of pay cheque
Can't let it be regular, so, I be writin' dark raps
Sun is heatin', gots to keep it real, so, it's no cap
Homies really steppin'
Freddy smokin', cuttin' down trees, deforestation
Took my oppa's bitch to her knees, she started beggin'
Homies prayin' for my success, I swear, the pressure is heavy
Gotta keep me steady

[Verse 2]
Buddy blew his money like it's TNT
N.N.D, need no drama, please, don't bother me
That's me respectfully
I need my money, G, I got goals that need accomplishing
Math book, but it's full of rhymes
Teacher started trippin'
Took it off my hands like that shit was never mines
Now she's 'bout to call up on my parents, man, she tweakin'
But, it ain't no stressin', get the lecture then repeat it
Had to keep my grades up, couldn't keep 'em stressed out

[Hook]
Chillin' on the camp chair, eatin' snack packs
Straight up on my porch, and I got no source of pay cheque
Can't let it be regular, so, I be writin' dark raps
Sun is heatin', gots to keep it real, so, it's no cap
Homies really steppin'
Freddy smokin', cuttin' down trees, deforestation
Took my oppa's bitch to her knees, she started beggin'
Homies prayin' for my success, I swear, the pressure is heavy
Gotta keep me steady