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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Camarion Allen
Camarion Allen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
8x8 Bocci
8x8 Bocci
Producer
Yge Kelly
Yge Kelly
Producer
FlameFlowers
FlameFlowers
Producer

Lyrics

(Hook)
I'm from the NAM
My brother died young
We went to war for em
I got used to death
My heart broke
And bae i'm
Over numb
I just spent yo rent
On some new guns
Just to go and bomb
I done finally got us out the slums
Ma I'm the chosen one
(Verse)
Chicken grader later
I was just in cage
And all them labels tossing paper
We was broke as hell
Full of cable
Now we around tables
We just snatch the souls
Real takers
Can't let the feds break us
I remain the same
Through everything
A through-bread gangsta
(Verse 2)
I can't put my cutta down
I'm on the burner phone
With my old lady
On the county call
Me and Yo-Yo swerving
With two blicks
We tryna burn the town
I wanna take it in
I think bout south
I'm always staying out
Sometimes I sit and wonder
How it a be
If Leek
Ain't never leave
But who am I
To question God
So thug
Let's go and bleed the street
I just bought a brand new 2.2.3
And my cup full of green
The first **** I catch
I make em lean
And make a family grieve
You know that I war with the whole city
And I won't do no pickin
I picked up and dirty all of you bitches
Right now I'm chasing millions
My feelings gone
That's why I mixed prescription Ion think ya'll listenin
Hell nah ion see
No competition
This fully clear the buisness
Once It's filthy
Throw it with the fishes
And hope that God
Forgive me
Never seen myself in this position
But I'm runnin with it
We don't shoot out cars
But from a distance
Stand on top of victims
Ain't no getting away
Can't run from switches
Yeah that's how we living
(Hook)
I'm from the NAM
My brother died young
We went to war for em
I got used to death
My heart broke
And bae i'm
Over numb
I just spent yo rent
On some new guns
Just to go and bomb
I done finally got us out the slums
Ma I'm the chosen one
Chicken grader later
I was just in cage
And all them labels
Tossing paper
We was broke as hell
Full of cable
Now we around tables
We just snatch the souls
Real takers
Can't let the feds break us
I remain the same
Through everything
A through-bread gangsta
(Outro)
You know
**** ain't gone let
None of this shit change em
Ya heard me?
Yeah my peoples keep telling me
I need to leave the NAM
But no
Take this shit
For what it is ...
Written by: Camarion Allen
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