Текст песни Baptism in Lugo - Cam Thomas

Out here searching for a needle in a haystack
These waters treacherous how will I make my way back
Actions speak louder than words I do not rate chat
More time they're just emotionally fuelled
Like they on some payback shit
That shit is dead weight like some paid taxes
Ain't got no manners man I hate that shit
Unspoken truths don't go a long way
Can probably read your mind but see I won't say
And I won't speculate neither
Value my time too heavy that is a standard procedure
Toast to niggas who spend they time do the most to deceive ya
They tried to kick me outta school still an early achiever
All we got is deuces
Fuck all your excuses
I got a headache calculating ways I can outdo this
Moving forward not on the back pedal
I feel like gold is outdated might need a black medal
Them times you slept past 5 like you wearing a cracked bezel
The hustle don't run thick in your veins man you lack vessels
Never letter the track settle
I just let it ring like triple 9
I don't rate these artists but the realness I can get behind
See everything is in-house my brother this is my design
Hit you for a feature I just pray to god you don't decline
Swear I'll my make it my mission on earth if you fit the description
When all you talking is fiction
I gotta speak my mind this rap my addiction
They pouring champagne on my head
At Mo's crib like a christening
Woulda thought I'm up in church man all this hoping and wishing
I let my words spray
And I'm just here the simple fact it is my birthday
Said I was tryna find you all I saw was blurred faces
You can meet the real ones in the worst places
Never had no trouble reaching first bases
Tryna taste some blackberries but this is curve day
Ain't worried bout the shade girl unless the skirt grey
My mind in good condition take note what them terms say
Baby I need some love that type in the worst way
You know what the shirt say it's five

Show me some love while I'm here
Don't wait until the day that I've disappeared
Cause that day could be round the corner
That's exactly the reason I don't want it unless it's sincere
It's cheers to all the times I was consumed by all the fear
It's what they fiending to hear
So what's my projection, tell me what's the forecast
Cat is out the bag and all these doubters I just claw past
I ain't worried whether I'm accepted cause that storms past
British and the corporation five this is my broadcast
Don't know what to make of it
All the chips precisely falling into places they can fit