2019
2:41
Official Music Video
Cameras by Jay Critch
Lyrics & Translation
English
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"Cameras" lyrics
Jay Critch Lyrics
"Cameras"
(feat. Nick Mira & JetsonMade)
They tryna put my life in front the cameras
(Oh Lord, JestonMade another one)
I'm from the home of all the robbers and the scammers
Low key, they tryna put my life in front the cameras
Niggas hatin', askin' how I got my bands up
But I'm still winnin' and they still waitin' for an answer
Clean nigga, money dirty like my Phantom
Had to remix it, then that nigga threw a tantrum
Hood fave, I hit the booth and make an anthem
Came from hoppin' turnstiles to jumpin' out the Phantom
And I'm a standup nigga, I can't fuck with no randoms
Get yo bands up, my haters broke, I can't stand 'em
Still in the streets, bitch, I'm ballin like AND1
My money clean and that grip never jam up
But they try to put my life in front the cameras
They watchin' me, see a young nigga livin' glamorous
She toppin' me, I was off the drink, ain't have no stamina
Sloppily, she my favorite eater, I'm a fan of her
Came from poverty, used to take his pack and sell it wholesale
The racks on me, pockets heavy so I cop Dior belts
Then I moved into the mansion, remember I had no money for a hotel
All my niggas want is bands so if you ain't talking money, get the voice mail
I'm from the home of all the robbers and the scammers
Low key, they tryna put my life in front the cameras
Niggas hatin', askin' how I got my bands up
But I'm still winnin' and they still waitin' for an answer
Clean nigga, money dirty like my Phantom
Had to remix it, then that nigga threw a tantrum
Hood fave, I hit the booth and make an anthem
Came from hoppin' turnstiles to jumpin' out the Phantom
I left out, then came back to the hood with a check
They got no room to breathe 'cause my foot on they neck
Told her just eat me, I'm good on the sex
Ridin' 'round with my toolie, it's always on deck
Ay, I'm from the home of all the trappers and the plugs
And the robbers and shooters that'll clap you for a dub
Actin' like he the man but on his block, that boy a scrub
That's why I'm the hood fave 'cause in my hood, they show me love
I can't be one of y'all, you don't get bands in
Hop in the double R, I'm Danny Phantom
She threw it back, told me put her on camera
If she don't swallow, she don't got no manners
I'm from the home of all the robbers and the scammers
Low key, they tryna put my life in front the cameras
Niggas hatin', askin' how I got my bands up
But I'm still winnin' and they still waitin' for a answer
Clean nigga, money dirty like my Phantom
Had to remix it, then that nigga threw a tantrum
Hood fave, I hit the booth and make an anthem
Came from hoppin' turnstiles to jumpin' out the Phantom
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Spanish translation of Cameras by Jay Critch
Cameras* (original Jay Critch)
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"Cameras" lyrics
Jay Critch Lyrics
"Cameras"
(feat. Nick Mira & JetsonMade)
They tryna put my life in front the cameras
(Oh Lord, JestonMade another one)
I'm from the home of all the robbers and the scammers
Low key, they tryna put my life in front the cameras
Niggas hatin', askin' how I got my bands up
But I'm still winnin' and they still waitin' for an answer
Clean nigga, money dirty like my Phantom
Had to remix it, then that nigga threw a tantrum
Hood fave, I hit the booth and make an anthem
Came from hoppin' turnstiles to jumpin' out the Phantom
And I'm a standup nigga, I can't fuck with no randoms
Get yo bands up, my haters broke, I can't stand 'em
Still in the streets, bitch, I'm ballin like AND1
My money clean and that grip never jam up
But they try to put my life in front the cameras
They watchin' me, see a young nigga livin' glamorous
She toppin' me, I was off the drink, ain't have no stamina
Sloppily, she my favorite eater, I'm a fan of her
Came from poverty, used to take his pack and sell it wholesale
The racks on me, pockets heavy so I cop Dior belts
Then I moved into the mansion, remember I had no money for a hotel
All my niggas want is bands so if you ain't talking money, get the voice mail
I'm from the home of all the robbers and the scammers
Low key, they tryna put my life in front the cameras
Niggas hatin', askin' how I got my bands up
But I'm still winnin' and they still waitin' for an answer
Clean nigga, money dirty like my Phantom
Had to remix it, then that nigga threw a tantrum
Hood fave, I hit the booth and make an anthem
Came from hoppin' turnstiles to jumpin' out the Phantom
I left out, then came back to the hood with a check
They got no room to breathe 'cause my foot on they neck
Told her just eat me, I'm good on the sex
Ridin' 'round with my toolie, it's always on deck
Ay, I'm from the home of all the trappers and the plugs
And the robbers and shooters that'll clap you for a dub
Actin' like he the man but on his block, that boy a scrub
That's why I'm the hood fave 'cause in my hood, they show me love
I can't be one of y'all, you don't get bands in
Hop in the double R, I'm Danny Phantom
She threw it back, told me put her on camera
If she don't swallow, she don't got no manners
I'm from the home of all the robbers and the scammers
Low key, they tryna put my life in front the cameras
Niggas hatin', askin' how I got my bands up
But I'm still winnin' and they still waitin' for a answer
Clean nigga, money dirty like my Phantom
Had to remix it, then that nigga threw a tantrum
Hood fave, I hit the booth and make an anthem
Came from hoppin' turnstiles to jumpin' out the Phantom
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Letras de "Cameras"
Letras de Jay Critch
"Cameras"
(feat. Nick Mira & JetsonMade)
Intentan poner mi vida frente a las cámaras
(Oh Señor, JestonMade otra vez)
Soy de la casa de todos los ladrones y estafadores
En secreto, intentan poner mi vida frente a las cámaras
Los negros odian, preguntando cómo conseguí mi dinero
Pero sigo ganando y ellos siguen esperando una respuesta
Negro limpio, dinero sucio como mi Phantom
Tuve que remezclarlo, luego ese negro hizo un berrinche
Favorito del barrio, entro a la cabina y hago un himno
Pasé de saltar torniquetes a salir del Phantom
Y soy un negro de pie, no puedo juntarme con cualquiera
Consigue tu dinero, mis haters están en la ruina, no los soporto
Todavía en las calles, perra, estoy jugando como AND1
Mi dinero está limpio y esa empuñadura nunca se atasca
Pero intentan poner mi vida frente a las cámaras
Me están observando, ven a un joven negro viviendo glamorosamente
Ella me está haciendo un oral, estaba borracho, no tenía resistencia
Descuidadamente, ella es mi comensal favorita, soy su fan
Vine de la pobreza, solía tomar su paquete y venderlo al por mayor
El dinero conmigo, bolsillos pesados así que compro cinturones Dior
Luego me mudé a la mansión, recuerdo que no tenía dinero para un hotel
Todos mis negros quieren dinero, así que si no hablas de dinero, ve al buzón de voz
Soy de la casa de todos los ladrones y estafadores
En secreto, intentan poner mi vida frente a las cámaras
Los negros odian, preguntando cómo conseguí mi dinero
Pero sigo ganando y ellos siguen esperando una respuesta
Negro limpio, dinero sucio como mi Phantom
Tuve que remezclarlo, luego ese negro hizo un berrinche
Favorito del barrio, entro a la cabina y hago un himno
Pasé de saltar torniquetes a salir del Phantom
Me fui, luego volví al barrio con un cheque
No tienen espacio para respirar porque tengo mi pie en su cuello
Le dije que solo me comiera, estoy bien con el sexo
Andando con mi arma, siempre está lista
Ay, soy de la casa de todos los traficantes y los contactos
Y los ladrones y tiradores que te dispararán por un billete de veinte
Actuando como si fuera el hombre, pero en su cuadra, ese chico es un don nadie
Por eso soy el favorito del barrio porque en mi barrio me muestran amor
No puedo ser uno de ustedes, ustedes no consiguen dinero
Me subo al doble R, soy Danny Phantom
Ella lo echó hacia atrás, me dijo que la pusiera en cámara
Si no traga, no tiene modales
Soy de la casa de todos los ladrones y estafadores
En secreto, intentan poner mi vida frente a las cámaras
Los negros odian, preguntando cómo conseguí mi dinero
Pero sigo ganando y ellos siguen esperando una respuesta
Negro limpio, dinero sucio como mi Phantom
Tuve que remezclarlo, luego ese negro hizo un berrinche
Favorito del barrio, entro a la cabina y hago un himno
Pasé de saltar torniquetes a salir del Phantom
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