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SADBOYFALL

by Cam James

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1.
LYRICS: Iono I don’t know what ya want for Christmas All I got is hugs for ya, girl I hear the whispers He don’t got no love for ya, he ain’t really miss ya Why you wanna run from me You must got me mixed up Ain’t the one that did you wrong Got me on yo list of Lovers that was bad that Dropped you like the NASDAQ I been on the fast track baby How you lookin’ past that baby Know I did my thing how ya like it Know we went our ways so excited You invited, to come through You decided, we done too You hustlin’ backwards You coulda told me faster That you opposed to rappers Pick up my clothing after Baby you fallen Now you alone, the middle of frozen mattress I’m tryna throw you matches Light up the dark, you mad ‘cause Baby you fallen Hustlin’ backwards You coulda told me faster That you opposed to rappers Pick up my clothing after Baby you fallen Now you alone, the middle of frozen mattress I’m tryna throw you matches Light up the dark, you mad ‘cause Baby you fallen I see you goin’ through large amounts, aye Lovers and weed, the delicate seeds You sprinklin’ hardly counts, aye And it get tougher, suffer Cause I’m becomin’ the hardest out, aye All of my dues paid wit’ money I rapped for Last year i made a classic, you in Jurassic I’m on a rap tour, never go back and forth With women who bask in violence Back to silence, you gettin’ mad, confinement Lettin’ ya demons out Got some problems, you never seen without Goin’ hard, then the steam went out You the type, tell the team about You hustlin’ backwards You coulda told me faster That you opposed to rappers Pick up my clothing after Baby you fallen Now you alone, the middle of frozen mattress I’m tryna throw you matches Light up the dark, you mad ‘cause Baby you fallen Hustlin’ backwards You coulda told me faster That you opposed to rappers Pick up my clothing after Baby you fallen Now you alone, the middle of frozen mattress I’m tryna throw you matches Light up the dark, you mad ‘cause Baby you fallen You was fallin’, down You was fallin’, down
2.
LYRICS: Aye Mama told me Mama told me Take ya wallet out if you got her to go eat Now I got a couple of em that’s payin’ before me Then I give ‘em long jimmy they sayin’ it’s so deep TMI but I Don’t let nobody play me for nothin’ Girl we ain’t even discussin’ Either you want it or you gotta move I can make a phone call, get another you Try me, Toot It Boot It, YG Lookin’ like you mad, got me on the edge of my seat I zoom on the dolly like I copied Spike Lee I do want the body on my woman like me Tight v, lil over five feet When she comin’ bite me I’m a man that got manners, but a mack though You leave, then she comin’ in the backdoor See the type that I like, on attack mode What you all up on my back for Mama told me, be ready When these women try to catch you Shawty I was born this pretty When it’s all done Baby imma need to get a statue Shawty I was born this witty You ain’t want me Back then, life comin’ at you You cannot afford this really Fall back, I ain’t got no time for the games Fall back, don’t remember yo name, aye Turn around, drop, aye show me what that ass do I’m gettin’ kinda bored wit, titties Just playin’, baby girl I’m just sayin’ what a rap dude Would say in this situation, you bad news And I’m worse, spent a lot on my shirt But most of the time, I be kickin’ it my sweats Out west, got a couple of fans that’s callin’ me they only Sendin’ me nudes, she don’t even know me Don’t really want fame, that shit kinda throw me But if I keep beatin’ on these beats like Ike Turner wit’ T My privacy gon’ delete, too many people in reach Then I’m stressed, let’s put it in context I had a lotta days wit’ no fanfare Now I got 5 in Dallas like I’m Dampier Boy the world keep turnin’, imma stand here Want dough, but it ain’t naan here Mama told me, be ready When these women try to catch you Shawty I was born this pretty When it’s all done Baby imma need to get a statue Shawty I was born this witty You ain’t want me Back then, life comin’ at you You cannot afford this really Fall back, I ain’t got no time for the games Fall back, don’t remember yo name, aye Cold like December, I feel like I’m Simba Spark up the flames, I don’t need no tinder She swipin’ my chains, it make me remember My exes’ affections, I’m using protection I don’t like the clubbin’, she buyin’ out sections Value my rep, and don’t need those reflections Don’t smoke and don’t drink and she rollin’ for breakfast You micro-aggressive, and manic-obsessive Nobody gon’ know if we go back to hunchin’ When you slightly drunk off of Saturday brunch I don’t need me no bae girl this music my home We ain’t thirsty no more, we got hella unknowns All in my DMs, tryna be my BM Act like I don’t see ‘em, got nothin’ to say When I’m fadin’, I pray for this money to stay And these groupies to lay off I don’t get a day off
3.
LYRICS: It’s a bad idea to hit, but she kinda thick Feel like I’m not well-equipped Mentally stuck on Tiffany Bruh that pussy had me in a grip Vice lips run a tight ship Compromise my emotions if I walk into another set of thighs Feel the tightness in my chest might Be a conflict, yeah a tie fight She skywalkin’ makin’ jet eyes I am not about to fly you out I don’t espouse that, like a net wife Regardless, i need a test flight What them breasts like unwrapped, Santa Claus Left my morals in the back, no applause Self-aware this ain’t no mistake I engineered this, this ain’t no mixtape Talmbout she wanna see my dick shape It’s the fifth date, I don’t know if she a keeper But tryna live in holes like a Keebler I wanna please her, I swear to God I will not commit no fraud Never do it, take ya shirt off Y’all probably listening thinkin’ Fifth date? I usually smash by the second or third What you talmbout? There’s an explanation I’m gettin’ older, takin’ my time you know Sometimes women be crazy Once upon a time I had a girl that loved me deeper Than I was used to, thought a keeper Had finally touched down, I was trust-bound Lookin’ into rings and a bust down Livin’ in the same spot, two bed and two bath Had to maintain watch just in case you Crazy, I move to phase two Shake you off and then replace you Clearly poison ain’t talkin’ Grey Goose Frontin’ like you follow Jesus Let me hit it like I’m Babe Ruth I replaced roof with the solar Baby so far, got this new chick bringing light to me She a sun ray without the gun play I ain’t mention that So my ex had a gun And every time she’d get mad at me she’d storm back And forth to the room, and I ain’t know if she was goin’ Back to get the strap, or if she was like Pacing back and forth ‘cause she was pissed off In retrospect, that was a red flag that I didn’t uh…act on But you live and you learn, you grow, et cetera Pre-nut, pre-nut
4.
LYRICS: Feelin’, good, scratch Goin’, deep, scratch Yeah Nobody made you touch yo toes lately I can fix that baby Yeen got a man, that’s crazy Well, not crazy, you a whole person Been soul searchin’, I’m a doctor; hole surgeon Upgrade from the old version They can’t tell, when the moan fake ain’t cursin’ Wit’ me, and ya phone break, ain’t workin’ Choose me for ya own sake, uncertain Am I for real ‘cause you in ya feelings Body in shape, and I wanna feel it Fiendin’ to touch, don’t wanna reveal it 100 percent, know that attraction intense Throwin’ a couple of hints You all in my space, I’m smellin’ Chanel and a trace Of wantin’ to come to my place And feel on my triceps, double the days no Mike Epps You’d be feelin’ a way if I kept Givin’ all of my soul to you I’m a expert It’s a countdown to yo next squirt And yo nails long so my neck hurt It’s a sign of the passion Baby I love when you scratchin’ Do it again Full set on my necklace You knew what you was doin’ When you wore that dress yeah We end up skin to skin Yeah we so relentless I love it when you scratch, yeah Scratch, babe Full set on my necklace You knew what you was doin’ When you wore that dress yeah We end up skin to skin Yeah we so relentless I love it when you scratch, yeah Scratch, yeah Shoutout to yo nail tech She don’t really need no sales rep 50 dollars for acrylics she live off of Lenox I pull up for real sex You relax me when I feel stress All them massages turn into somethin’ else Tryna eat it ’n beat it ’til nothin’ left I’m addicted to pain, somebody help When you diggin’ all up in my shoulder blade I can feel that release Yo body lotion still on my sheets Mission complete, play in yo hair then pull it You fire no bullet Leavin’ it in when you findin’ yo footing You got the flame, and i put the wood in Was thinkin’ I couldn’t Handle the scratches, practice Made me a veteran Know I been reticent, but I’m down for whatever Tyin’ yo legs together, it’s makin’ you wetter We live in the moment, look in yo soul then take it Ain’t even naked Not enough patience I’ll be the patient, I need a nurse Then turn it reverse, I put it in hearse You rippin’ my shirt, I like it Keep it in private Full set on my necklace You knew what you was doin’ When you wore that dress yeah We end up skin to skin Yeah we so relentless I love it when you scratch, yeah Scratch, babe Full set on my necklace You knew what you was doin’ When you wore that dress yeah We end up skin to skin Yeah we so relentless I love it when you scratch, yeah Scratch, yeah
5.
LYRICS: Shit She got me in the lap of luxury Fine dinin’, Gucci flip flops In my expensive linens, chillin’ Cause I deserve luxury too, you know what I’m sayin? I’m a bad bitch If you a bad bitch Make ‘em cut the check Baby I like dates too I am not no side bitch I deliver top shelf Girl you know you like this Give you satisfaction Turn you on, light switch Treat me like you supposed to Throw some money right quick Yeah, I’m a stay-at-home hubby Ain’t gotta work if she love me These sheets 800 thread Picked ‘em out ‘cause she trust me My robe got a phone clip Caesar salad, that Rome drip Make deposits, my loans dip Sugar baby got lucky Well, that is not quite accurate I am a cougar magnet She got a bag, I’m baggin’ it She need a soldier, you only live once Give her the wink and send drinks Slow burn, like a lit blunt Ask whereabouts she from Then she ask, “wanna see sum?” Put her to sleep, repeat every week She makin’ it rain for access Got her droppin’ off mad checks I get a mani and pedi I make her spaghetti wit’ nothin’ on Then hit the gym for the Peloton When we out, she takin’ the check Ain’t goin’ in debt for sex Plenty of fellas wit’ less finesse Tryna take my position Yo pride in the way I feel right at home in this kitchen I got me a man bag, and the rose petals On the floor, my birthday lit Not on no first date shit Tryna put that ring on Baby I like dates too I am not no side bitch I deliver top shelf Girl you know you like this Give you satisfaction Turn you on, light switch Treat me like you supposed to Throw some money right quick ‘cause Baby I like dates too I am not no side bitch I deliver top shelf Girl you know you like this Give you satisfaction Turn you on, light switch Treat me like you supposed to Throw some money right quick I like, I like, I like Dolce Shoppin’ in St. Tropez I need all that covered for me I don’t do no copay Girl we equal, you providin’ too And in turn, I confide in you Gossip ‘bout some haters I got, for real Polite to my waiters, understanding we got, We built tight bonds Leanin’ on you baby, you my lifeline Breadwinner, I’m yo chief head giver Showin’ contractors how to make our bed bigger Tell me no, I beg to differ yeah Got a bad attitude, please don’t turn me down yeah Key up yo Mercedes, throw yo clothes all on the ground yeah Join me in my mood swings, gotta hold me down yeah You cannot be happy it’s my time of month I got plenty options, like every week they linin’ up My, future bright as fuck I do not have time for this My daddy give me money if I want it Plus I’m fine as shit You ain’t the only sugar mama on the block I got a chick Serve me wit’ that currency, and you been on some counterfeit I need leisure, plus that Prada bag Gon’ fake a seizure, if you deny me cash At the ATM where you gon’ find me at Takin’ out stacks, I’m supportive though, relax baby I am not no side bitch I deliver top shelf Girl you know you like this Give you satisfaction Turn you on, light switch Treat me like you supposed to
6.
LYRICS: On a world tour Yeah Met this shorty from New York that gave me Oral B Wearin’ white, stripped, just to get some strip steak On a world tour, I get around, my twenty-fifth state Cause I got a loft up in the A she think I made it Ask me if I’m loyal, I can’t sign no affidavit Not that they imperfect or it’s somethin’ wrong, trust I been hurt too many times before, man I don’t trust I seen a Lot, look back and get dust Half my contacts been crushin’ But I ain’t rushin’ no discussion Got like three chicks from Phoenix Play Stevie Nicks when they get loose PKs and the weed smokers She roll up to that gin juice On the left coast, this doctor In training, really a nurse She know how to work it I’m in the airport too much Then the bus yeah yeah This a world tour And I’m sexy, it’s more like a Watch Yo Girl tour Shit I wrote when broke gon’ let me see the world more Then slow it down, I’m the one yo toes curl for Hop on that birdie like I’m thirsty World tour And I’m sexy, it’s more like a Watch Yo Girl tour Shit I wrote when broke gon’ let me see the world more Then slow it down, I’m the one yo toes curl for Hop on that birdie like I’m thirsty I got flights, runnin’ Women, comin’ Rap money Hop on that birdie like I’m thirsty I got flights, runnin’ Women, comin’ Rap money Hop on that birdie like I’m thirsty No ridin’ in first class Ain’t frivolous wit’ my rap funds Since tall tees wit’ black Ones Gimme two of y’all at once Checkin’ off my bucket Plane landin’, I stuck it No phone, on NDA When I bone, that’s any place I’m talkin’ South Atlanta, the Midwest; Montana Got a couple joints She say I don’t stay long when I come That’s a couple points To address, slay once then I’m absent The same way that yo Dad went Got a show in west LA so I don’t play yeah yeah This a world tour And I’m sexy, it’s more like a Watch Yo Girl tour Shit I wrote when broke gon’ let me see the world more Then slow it down, I’m the one yo toes curl for Hop on that birdie like I’m thirsty World tour And I’m sexy, it’s more like a Watch Yo Girl tour Shit I wrote when broke gon’ let me see the world more Then slow it down, I’m the one yo toes curl for Hop on that birdie like I’m thirsty I got flights, runnin’ Women, comin’ Rap money Hop on that birdie like I’m thirsty I got flights, runnin’ Women, comin’ Rap money Hop on that birdie like I’m thirsty West Philly, fuck wit’ me We on a world tour In Opalocka, why you lockin’ up yo girl for Don’t really want her I’m just playin’ wit’ you Already got plenty problems Hit the stage out in Vegas, I see plenty smilin’ Job satisfaction, imma call that traction Life a movie, I’m cuttin’ up and seein’ action Flyin’ outta Jackson Yo Mrs. hit me when she litty yeah World tour

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SADBOYFALL is a follow-up to 2019's SADBOYSUMMER - a collection of short stories interlocking to expose a deeply frustrated, insecure man at the precipice of success. This project represents a return to Cam James' roots after a year of experimenting with singles and more traditional release strategies - rooted in the belief that genuine storytelling, paired with prodigious skill and a mastery of cohesive themes, will result in deeper immersion for his fans.

After experiencing more of life since the release of 2020's Tomorrow May Not Come, this EP finds Cam in a deeply self-aware position. His vocal experimentation and raw talent shine through in all six records as he opts for quality over quantity.

Cam is aided by a small collection of masterful producers (including his label co-founder Antman) and a guest appearance by R&B singer and producer Tru Skyy. Every piece fits precisely, and every lyric hits the target. SADBOYFALL is, in a word, memorable.

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released November 19, 2021

Written, Recorded & Mixed by Cam James
Mix/Master by JP Engineerin'
Production by Gwai Mak, Nu Deal Music Group, Antman, Zero & ADV
Artwork by Cam James

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