Camden Lyrics

Coming from the city I come from, what would you do

Drug money, blood money, I've been so confused

But I got used to it, I was hiding drugs in my shoes

They say they love me, I just find it hard to say I love you too

Coming from the city I come from, what would you do

Drug money, blood money, I've been so confused

But I got used to it, I was hiding drugs in my shoes

They say they love me, I just find it hard to say I love you too

Cause they don't show no love

Cause they don't show no love, they kill you in cold blood

Bitch, I'm from Camden, them dead bodies make you throw up

Niggas be clapping, it be over when the police show up

They askin' questions about what happened, don't nobody know nothing

But if I did, why would I tell you

They be tryna jail you

Put your hands up before them niggas try to kill you

When I get my bands up, I know you gon' show me the real you

R.I.P. Diddy with this music, shit, I vow to make them feel you

We don't break it up, we shake it up

They tryna take our money, we don't even make enough

Where I'm from, you thank God every time he wake you up

Last night somebody died, it's alright, I can't even fuckin' cry

Yeah, yeah

Yeah

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Coming from the city, I come from, what would you do

Drug money, blood money, I've been so confused

But like I used to when I was hiding drugs in my shoes

They say they love me, I just find it hard to say I love you too

Coming from the city, I come from, what would you do

Drug money, blood money, I've been so confused

But like I used to when I was hiding drugs in my shoes

They say they love me, I just find it hard to say I love you too

They love me, I just find it hard to say I love you too

Cause they don't show no love

Cause they don't show no love

They kill you with cold blood

Bitch I'm from Camden, them dead bodies make you throw up

Niggas be clapping, it be over when the police show up

They asking questions bout what happened dont nobody know nothing

Watch your back now, that's a fact, they tryna slay you

Just pay attention how they act, they tryna play you

You living wrong, pray to God but he can't save you

Just hold on to your chrome put your trust into that trey two seven

I wonder if niggas ever make it to heaven

Or do they kick you down to hell cause you died with a weapon

I know them snitches never make it, God know you been telling it

Give me a chance or I'ma take it, I'll be back in a second

Yeah, yeah

Give me a chance or I'ma take it, I'll be back in a second

Yeah, yeah

Coming from the city I come from but what you do

Drug money, blood money, I've been so confused

But I got used to it, I was hiding drugs in my shoes

They say they love me, I just find it hard to say I love you too

Cause they don't show no love

Cause they don't show no love

They kill you in cold blood

Bitch I'm from Camden, them dead bodies make you throw up

Niggas be clapping, it be over when the police show up

They asking questions about what happened, don't nobody know nothing

Coming from the city I come from but what you do

Drug money, blood money, I've been so confused

But once I got used to it, I was hiding drugs in my shoes

They say they love me, I just find it hard to say I love you too

Cause they don't show no love

Cause they don't show no love

They kill you in cold blood

Bitch I'm from Camden, them dead bodies make you throw up

Niggas be clapping, it be over when the police show up

They asking questions about what happened, don't nobody know now

Nobody know nothing

Yeah, cause they don't show no love

Yeah, they don't show no love