NO. 4 by Bright Campa Lyrics
[Intro]
Pew-pew-pew! Don't play with me
Cutting the flow, going to the store
Don't give a fuck, you niggas doing the most
On my way counting these k's
[Verse 1]
Every time I come from the camper from the trap
Put her in a pamper, she's acting like a baby
Can not believe in this rap, in the fucking trap
You counting all the stacks
Now you gotta rap and you counting stacks
You even rap some more
Let them know these words are powerful
Like a god, like a demon
We are not demons, it's a lie now
Is it just for talk or for the views?
[Verse 2]
I just exposed the game, what it do?
This is how I grove, respect that I'm in my grove now
Can't you see now, I'm tryna fight
This is Campa, freestyling everyday
I can rap for an interview
[Verse 3]
They doubted me, now I'm the-
Under well, under well when they found me in a well
They pick me up like "beware this is a rare one
This is a fair one, playing in a fair one"
This is our life now, we suppose to feel
Coming from the hill, paying all these bills
Playing on the keys, this is not a rap
[Verse 4]
Too easy, life is hard because it's meant to be
If the demons catch you, might as well be friends with them
If a god is trying to connect to you
Might as well be friends with them
Be neutral
[Outro]
I want all the sauce
I want all the sauce
I want all the sauce
Pew-pew-pew! Don't play with me
Cutting the flow, going to the store
Don't give a fuck, you niggas doing the most
On my way counting these k's
[Verse 1]
Every time I come from the camper from the trap
Put her in a pamper, she's acting like a baby
Can not believe in this rap, in the fucking trap
You counting all the stacks
Now you gotta rap and you counting stacks
You even rap some more
Let them know these words are powerful
Like a god, like a demon
We are not demons, it's a lie now
Is it just for talk or for the views?
[Verse 2]
I just exposed the game, what it do?
This is how I grove, respect that I'm in my grove now
Can't you see now, I'm tryna fight
This is Campa, freestyling everyday
I can rap for an interview
[Verse 3]
They doubted me, now I'm the-
Under well, under well when they found me in a well
They pick me up like "beware this is a rare one
This is a fair one, playing in a fair one"
This is our life now, we suppose to feel
Coming from the hill, paying all these bills
Playing on the keys, this is not a rap
[Verse 4]
Too easy, life is hard because it's meant to be
If the demons catch you, might as well be friends with them
If a god is trying to connect to you
Might as well be friends with them
Be neutral
[Outro]
I want all the sauce
I want all the sauce
I want all the sauce