Can't Sing The Hook lyrics - Cam Meekins

A lotta corny rappers (Yuh) emulate my path (Yeah)

They see the lengths I've gone, they wanna copy that

Yes Sir

These [?] one of the best to do it right from the east coast

On tour fillin' hotel rooms up with the weed smoke

A lotta corny rappers (Yuh) emulate my path (Yeah)

They see the lengths I've gone, they wanna copy that (Wanna copy that)

Call this coffee rap, I'm off three right now (True)

Plus I been smokin' weed, makin' my parents proud (Damn)

I try to simplify

These complications in my life, that's when I almost died

And you don't know about that feeling that I have inside

Or maybe you do, and if you do, I'm sendin' all the vibes

Movin' on to new obsessions, I was in the session

Ain't talkin' studio, but we would [?] in the joint and then we'd talk about the lessons

That we learned in class, knowin' I would never pass

Knowin' if the homies ain't text back then they probly passed

Out yeah, now I be cashed out, yeah

For the month, and that ain't even me tryna stunt

I'm just sayin what I want, I'm just doin' what I want

I'm tryna grow up and live, show up and live

I said show up, live

I been stuck

On this road

I been on

For like way too long

Tryna fig'

'Ure out all

Of my problems, it's more than one

And I can't set the hook for this muh

Tha fuckin' song

So if you

Feel the way

That I do then sing along

Yo, lot of rappers came and went

But what stayed the same

Was Cam Meekins was still runnin' laps around the whole game

I used to hang out by the track when I was fourteen

Tryna talk to girls, then I grew up and my goals changed

Now I want the Gold Range, all these people doin' cocaine

Because they soul's deranged, you can feel this beat in your shoulder blades

That's how motivation to live be

I'm just tryna level up, smoke a joint out on the beach

When I was growin' up, we would hacky sack our fees

Now I'm gettin' twenty racks to lay my raps up on a feat

But I ain't worried 'bout the stacks because how happy can you be?

If you sittin' in that big ass house without no family

It don't matter what you got if you lose your sanity

And you wearin' all those clothes 'cause you got that vanity

This is just a conversation between me and myself

Tryna level up, and get it together, focus on my health

I been stuck

On this road

I been on

For like way too long

Tryna fig'

'Ure out all

Of my problems, it's more than one

And I can't set the hook for this muh

Tha fuckin' song

So if you

Feel the way

That I do then sing along