Mad by Lucy Camp

I know who I am
You don’t even know you
Every single thing I do
They get mad and they get mad


If I don’t like you the whole campsite don’t
Pretty ladies hate cuz they can’t match my flows
Pura porquería in their rap lines
Tryna be my half like
You don’t even have my clothes
Nada como yo
You don’t have my goals
Trabajando tryna watch the franchise grow
See
I’ve been on the back-burner for so god damn long
I am gonna have my shows
Pero you gotta get booked
Uh yeah by phone
And your Spanish ain’t that good
Uh yeah I know
Need someone to write the hook?
I’m anti-ghost
Any spitters who don’t write
I’m anti-those
I’ve been giving my whole life to the rap life
Soy muy dedicada porque that’s my role
Porque that’s my soul
Porque that’s why
And the grind’ll never stop unless I flatline hoe
Bet I could get 'em to nod
Nunca quiero cambiar
Telling me to chill y no me dejan relajar
Damn
Y ni me dejan en paz
VIP I’ll get in
On god
Hombres y mujeres siempre quieren hablar
Les digo que no puedo porque quiero grabar
Raperas y raperos ya me quieren llamar
And I be on call
If they dope
Daddy and my mom
Kinda sorta made a goat
They be like aw
I don’t really think they know
Playing my songs
Ima really pray they won’t
Cuz I say a lot of-
Pues they don’t even know what i’m saying
So I ain’t changing what I wrote
Y’all was telling me to play the game
Guess I’m just playing it alone

• Hip Hop
• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Rap
• campxo
• dream pop
• emo rap
• female rapper
• lucy camp
• synthwave
• uptempo
• west coast
• San Jose