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SADBOYSUMMER

by Cam James

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Lyrics I don’t wanna be in here club packed, I’m where the drugs at can’t see in here hella underage girls, no ID i fear two things, goin’ to jail and hell my image of the afterlife a lil’ different than yours don’t get me wrong, i was livin’ before several players on the roster, I’m Pippen n Jordan somethin’ inside me, felt like I was trippin’; important that’s how i felt when i started winnin’, endorsements dropped down like stalactites money make the women wanna act right it’s the summer she resemblin’ a snack, like i put a halo in her hair like a backlight saw me rappin’ in person said I’m mad nice now I’m in her maze like lab mice lately i’m feelin’ legitimately proud of myself got my eyes down standin’ in the Compound or in Onyx while the ass make clap sounds tryna figure why the fuck I’m in a strip club never tip ‘cause I do not got it gon’ do it Big, poppin’ Cris, I’m not Wallace this is my product, I don’t move narcotics see you in the VIP, cash drip face cyan like Crips i be worried ‘bout money on trips to South Beach please remind me why should i leave my apartment, I’m busy chasin’ pipe dreams never suicide, i ain’t doin’ no high knees but sometimes… i be wonderin’ what it’s all for i am not blendin’ wit’ y’all tho i do not smoke but i’m still in ya rotation every time i do a show i get a ovation i been so patient you know i hate goin’ outside Hook It don’t really feel like the summer (don’t feel) ain’t no love shinin’ on me, on me (on me) when it come I’ll probably O.D., O.D. (it’s too much love for) it don’t feel like summer fo’ me, fo’ me Verse 2 Me and my homies we just been plottin’ bout world domination the only time i leave the house maybe i got a lil show or somebody i know got an event i dap ‘em and bounce watchin’ my figures from streamin’ and radio really ain’t payin’ i never announced numbers tell me i got fans in Australia still feel like a failure, does that really count? ladies been throwin’ me roses, lovin’ my lyrics it’s touchin’ ‘em deep in they soul can somebody who knows translate that shit into shows not tryna quit on my prose but my 9 to 5 is so blah i don’t know how I’m s’posed to show up and do this shit like 24/7 for 365, 52 weeks i can’t do this, my song gotta cry, for me ‘cause I don’t see ‘em comin’ down mine every time I feel like imma drown my, fans tellin’ me to stick around I, see too many people givin’ up on themselves I got somethin’ the world needs the summer got dark leaves i part trees w/ all of these scriptures borne from being intro-verted reword it and make it sound cool I found you
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Lyrics Hook Rollin’ wit’ the crew know we go back heard i put it down, now you want some of that if you really down girl, gon’ throw it back tell me if you down girl, gon’ throw it back yeah (2x) Verse 1 (Cam James) you always comin’ when I call real shit, you been my ride or die call me out when I’m flaw catchin’ feelings, can’t decide if I wanna get in them draws ‘cause you throwin’ signs like gang gang held me down as I came up straight merged w/ me, my lane changed had a problem, you fight dudes we been rollin’ since high school always know what you thinkin’ love my song picks, for the night moves i ain’t really been drinkin’ focused on the music I been right there through the breakups, I’m the one to see you through it check, it don’t matter what that dude say gaslighting, plus the fightin’ only want yo pu-say i been there since the beginnin’ and you been too all the shit that we been through natural for that love to grow wit’ it baby, i gotta know you down Hook Verse 2 (Alan Love) Far as friends go, we can parlay i been peepin’ how you move so i want it all day can’t do fake don’t want no pseudo want it my way if you wit’ it baby See i don't know just how to put it but I'm hopin' that you get it problems always seem to follow when I'm tryna be committed so forgive me if I'm timid even love has a limit I'm not sayin' I don't care just gotta love you from a distance i don't wanna be the blame I don't wanna cause a crash on lover's lane i been lookin', I ain't changed, I'm the same man wasn't in the game plan we just used to kick it need to know you gon' me down longer than my homie Civic 'cause we Hook Verse 3 (Cam James) tell me, is this the real thing? thought the streets had a grip on me, you makin’ me feel things gon’ say it wit’ ya chest then know you rep’ for the West End imma put ya in a headlock baby we are not wrestlin’ feel different when the bond thick i shoot the club up, John Wick look in my eyes, way you ride dick got me tryin’ to tie the knot is you gon’ ride or not? know you the right type, been lookin’ a minute the bright lights, never phase you I know you wild hype, never cage you devil and angel, I know you want it too been thinkin’ bout you in the booth tell you the truth, seein’ the future i trap, I am not a producer already choosin’, but i been workin’ in the post, throw me the rock Amazon, girl throw me the box green light, imma fall through all you
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Lyrics Verse 1 perfect timing caught you at dave & buster’s wit’ him and you called that dining a long way from my crib, thought you was safe, but the trip happened on some community service shit, a group of kids hurtin’ since i got kinda distant after, ain’t wanna play no games after bein’ a subject to it, now my trust less fluid tough to fall for somebody, you hit my heart wit’ the shotty i disconnect from my body, see this exactly what you did to me i gave you time, genuine concern you lied, makin’ me think you gon’ ride for it ya eyes know it, emotions subside, stoic ain’t got shit to say, hella heartbreaks provide focus if ain’t nothin’ else, smilin’ above the belt novocaine, i feel nothin’, help yo disregard from human beings come from wealth i learned my lesson, no baddies from 90210 models is trouble, they level up tryna double they clout and leave you out Hook you been tryna sidestep but…I’m the one that got left that hoe karma on the creep for you ‘cause you know my love top shelf girl you wasn’t never really ridin’ I am not a lame, I got options you never gon’ see it it’s a bad game thank God you ain’t get my last name got some shit on my mind aye, got some shit on my mind I ain’t really talked about it, got some shit on my mind Verse 2 women can be trash too every time I see yo picture feel like bad news I see ya ways, navigatin’ where the cash moves you the answer, when people ask how my raps fueled nobody ever suspects you the one that broke it down, wit’ ya lyin’ neglect but you’d die to protect ya reputation, people lookin’ at ya IG postin’ thirst traps, eyes sayin’ get inside me i guess they did, one of them dudes postin’ heart eyes beat we had a highway, why you on a side street? a shot to my pride, weak, starin’ in the corner of my room thinkin’ ‘bout all five feet inside that guy’s sheets I ain’t ‘bout to die I need to blow my hustle goin’, grind ’til you see me at a show like, yeen know I was headlinin’, got a different stage name gon’ be blowin’ out ya brains over fame you the one that’s left out Hook 2 left before the bucks came ‘cause he took you to a Bucks game gold diggin’ ain’t no smart move ‘cause the lovin’ never sustain girl you wasn’t never really ridin’ I am not a lame, I got options you never gon’ see it it’s a bad game thank God you ain’t get my last name got some shit on my mind aye, got some shit on my mind I ain’t really talked about it, got some shit on my mind
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Lyrics Verse 1 why they talkin’ shit? we already called it quits, yeah nobody got us this, far too many shots to hit, par try to front like you ain’t start it but you not as slick, dawg ain’t no monolith, all them chicks you ridin’ wit’, flaw woulda left you sooner, but you smart and you retarded thick get another star to kiss yeah, I can’t barter shit yeah, losin’ peace of mind, ain’t worth it this love ain’t perfect, you workin’ to tear me down, spreadin’ all these rumors but Hook I don’t give a fuck about what y’all say baby girl I am on top, I am on top almost fucked around and made you my fiance but I know the drama won’t stop, drama won’t stop let ‘em talk I don’t care about what y’all say baby girl I am on top, I am on top almost fucked around and made you my fiance but I know the drama won’t stop, drama won’t stop yay yay I heard, you been frontin’ wit’ yo words and the way you lookin’ at her, why you kick her to the curb? (2x) Verse 2 we over wit’ now you see how cold it get when you chasin’ waterfalls that rainbow ain’t got gold in it friends investigatin’ where I go ’n take my photo wit’ ain’t none of they business, where I get my kisses I’m so legit live on my own now, I’m still so cold how you feel about it all my woes; doubt forgotten, closed out see me smilin’ when yo rumors fly, ask and you deny gotta let that drama go don’t make me get real and let yo momma know still got her number Hook
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SADBOYSUMMER 01:16
Lyrics Deshawn Jenkins: Welcome back to the NBA, National Ballers’ Association Finals postgame show brought to you by Roscoe’s Chicken & Waffles. I’m Deshawn Jenkins here in our Atlanta studio. with NBA Insider, Chip Flagwell. What you see out there tonight Chip? Chip: Thanks Deshawn, it’s been a wild game. We got negroes throwin’ women in swimming pools, the hot girls starting lineup is on injured reserve due to unexpected pregnancies, and men’s head coach Future Hendrix put out an album that’s mostly ballads. The Hot Boys took the W but Meg’s knees are still going, and she looks to have joined forces with Queen Minaj herself. DJ: No doubt, that shit was wild. I had to rep for the hometeam but the Hot Girls made some impressive runs late in the 3rd. It was lookin’ pretty close. Chip: Yeah i like the Hot Girls chances on a rematch. DJ: Especially after news broke about the Hot Boys salary cap from all that child support. Chip: More like Sad Boy Summer, amirite?? DJ: We’ll be right back after this commercial break, we got bills to pay. Keep it locked.
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Lyrics Verse 1 She told me she party on Monday, Tuesday, yeah same all weekend Clark Atlanta get lit don’t know what she gettin’ that degree in daddy told her stay focused don’t run w/ the fast boy, yeah house parties like Strokers she was workin’ that ass boy all of them freshmen fast, ha spendin’ up all this cash, ha they learn that lesson quick errybody owe that bag, yeah hella rubbers on the dresser fallin’ victim to the pressure couple shots, never chasin’ to the face, hangin’ over was stressful she just wanna be successful doe day dreamin’ wit’ a Macbook tryna balance, got the best of both pop a xanny, that’s a bad look liquor flowin’ for the birds gettin’ bad grades on the curve I’m seein’ the swerve, ’n baby you gotta reverse Hook party hard, wanna get a piece of that drugged out, tweakin’ girl, don’t know what you see in that daddy tried to tell ya move wisely, ya leavin’ that everybody know it’s two sides to this shit, we goin’ in (2x) Verse 2 Feel like you runnin’ in place, ha must be two sides lot of shawties get low in the face when they can’t get a new ride you been bossed up keep the kitty exclusive, they tossed up let the haters keep talkin’, you lost what? keep on applyin’ that pressure got ‘em feelin’ lesser you hired yo damn self superintendent professor you whippin’ yo left and they actin’ like yeen winnin’ never stuntin’, keep it Loki As-garded that’s a motif, lames never gettin’ no cheeks corporate thuggin’ wit gold teeth and ya house paid, talkin’ no lease take it four weeks at a time money runnin’ like a track meet donate it when you feelin’ kind stay rememberin’ the time when you was assed out in that small room wit’ that bed on the floor they can’t relate, it’s a lot on yo plate ‘cause you steady pretendin’ you broke (RIIIIGHT) I know ya bank on full I know ya bank on full I seen the way you shut down the club turn around, they gon’ drool (word) ain’t nobody they gon’ pull, you in a separate stratosphere that’s emphatic, clear wanna sing ‘bout you, hella balladeers like a old TV w/ the rabbit ears I can’t see you nah Hook 2 workin’ hard, lemme get a piece of that stressed out, dreamin’ girl, keep it up believe in that got it from ya momma, move wisely, I’m seein’ that everybody know it’s two sides to this shit, we goin’ in’ (2x)
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Lyrics Hook I don’t wanna party but tonite i’m in my bag never goin’ out sad, goin’ out sad cover me in diamonds like the girl i never had never goin’ out sad, goin’ out sad i ain’t got no money, still ain’t lookin’ at the tag never goin’ out sad, goin’ out sad love me then they leave me, i ain’t got no strings attached never goin’ out sad, goin’ out sad yeah Verse 1 goin’ out shinin’, like i ain’t been sad before boi i’m too fye to quit got a kick like Rapinoe I’m lit, n I ain’t gotta talk, Toronto Raptor flow i straight up dominate bruh you can name time or place i am not tryna find a date phone dry when I’m outta state, cool ain’t got time to waste, ooh long line to replace, you you get me out for a couple hours runnin’ out of power, n I’m tryna leave but tonite i got a rhyme and reason turn it up, need a lot to ease the pain Hook Verse 2 I be goin’ through it but I’m never goin’ sad y’all ain’t seein’ me, y’all just see the mask i know what to do when that depression on attack go out w/ the crew, turn up ’til I’m back yeah best i ever had, stay pretendin’ i ain’t sad fuckin’ up my summer, bummer got my numbers lookin’ wack boi i used to flip a chick then hit her friend but now I’m slack way too focused on my past, chasin’ feelings never last though ppl say i should relax more every club got a backdoor imma pro at runnin’ from my problems but I’m tired of buyin’ all these track clothes every time i make a song ‘bout it get a bag bigger than my black nose then blow it fast, i remember havin’ no cash now i gotta a little and it go fast imma toe tag, everybody that told me I won’t rap for a livin’, she finna throw ass for a minute tryna be so bad, she can get it everybody just flexin’ bottles come to yo section ain’t really feelin’ it, but imma front like it’s a fun night, we lit
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Lyrics Part I Verse 1 I know you got a man but, I know you got a plan, to move out, move out getaway van, drive downpayment, a new house, you ‘bout 50 mi away from it cops called, he ain’t runnin’ girl he got his name on the lease tryna throw yo ass out whereabouts is you gon’ go? real queen but you never had a throne though yeah, nefertiti wit’ the gold missin’ try to talk through it, but he don’t listen then pray through it, but he no Christian ya otta learn how to let go of it, bein’ proud to get past it, before you end up in a casket everlastin’ the love felt, it’s on ice wouldn’t be cryin’ every night if he treated you right and he don’t…because of that I mean I’m tryna deliver a message, but you think it’s a song well, it’s a song but I’m tryna use the song to tell you somethin’ Verse 2 Yeah True story This chick named Nichelle on god, man I wish her well Steph Curry wit’ the step back into hell she addicted to the life it’s a muhh fuckin’ crisis never learn doesn’t matter how black her eye get tryna maintain the only love she got ‘cause her dad did the same, she stressed a lot he hit her momma day in and day out easy to find a way in, but not the way out all the shit pay out, is heartbreak, body part breaks ‘bout 20-odd dates, ’til it play out it’s over remember when he backhanded ‘cause you told him his actions is outlandish you are now bandaged you say he care for you when you stressed from ya job is he there for you? can you vent ‘bout what you goin’ through lately girl he too crazy and lately, he focused on havin’ a baby Part II we been talkin’ about it I know where you at, i know what you feelin’ Verse 1 you been mindin’ yo business got away, yeen seen him in a minute he salty, he know you better off; winnin’ so he talkin’ bout you on twitter hittin’ up ya girlfriend phone all day long wit’ the bullshit everybody blocked him, that ain’t gon’ stop him, he blow up, get up in the pulpit playin’ like a victim shit tellin’ everybody you the one that got violent he was tryna leave you and they gon’ believe him, he mad popular, whole crowd full of #MeToos so if you need somebody platonic to hold you, when you goin’ through the worst who can be the first to know, you can tell ‘em all the pain you got, ’n won’t crack I can be that yo love broke, you gave him yo trust lost a baby, yo cuts, deep and that don’t leave you wit’ much, peace all the times you been through it planted seeds n then grew it when the dark come in large amounts you can come through and talk it out before you walkin’ out, you got reasons

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Alienation. Love. Heartbreak. Vindication. Duality. Facade. Consolation.

7 songs and a skit. My most honest and emotionally affecting work delivered in 25 minutes. Take a trip through my life.

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released August 27, 2019

All Songs Written & Recorded by Cam James in Atlanta, GA
"Reasons" Recorded In Part by Anthony White in Atlanta, GA

Production by Kemosxbe, J. Cash Beatz, CMPLX, The Trackoholics, Antman, Sharke

Mixed & Mastered by Shordeli, JP Engineerin

Album Artwork by Cam James

Additional Vocals on "Rumors" by Delicia Turner

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