Stand Still

[Verse 1: Cam Groves] I'm from a spot Where you don't have to worry about Gettin' shot, much less getting robbed As a kid, more money more problems was just my excuse Not to get a job Never finished college Just a high school scholar Never be a baller makin' blue collar dollars Holler if you're not into gangs or gun busting You sell crack, I work construction, Who's hustling? Pass the dutch son Let me take a breath and Battle MC's scared of me Like they fakin' death Take a step back and let me kick a flow Been doin' it since fifth grade Working on my pick 'n roll I'm so real you could put me on a fishin' pole Kids fighting me like they motherfucking pickerel I got the sickest flow Till my plan fail You can find Cam on his grind like a handrail [Hook: Cam Groves] Stand still I got skill Trying to make some scrill Gotta pay my bills Stand Still Like I was robbing a key bank Rolling down the street tank listening to P. Dank I remain staying true No gang playing gotta pay my dues And still There ain't no doubt man Keep shooting for those stars I'll be climbing up this mountain [Verse 2: Cam Groves] It's been a, dream of mine Not only to rap But to redefine on why we read these lines I'm from the streets that be free of crime And got at least a million motherfucking trees to climb I only rap for the peace of mind The cheese and wine have never been my reasons why Now a days a rapper with some decent lines Ain't exactly what I consider an easy find Just because saggin' jeans is a steez of mine Don't make me a gangster, or a G, nor tried In fact I'm a weed smoking peaceful guy Doesn't mean I'm the type with a feeble spine If advice is what you need Then I have to say: Always look back on what you leave behind But enough with those "e"'s and "i"'s I'mma hit sixteen Drop the mic and say "Peace goodnight" [Hook: Cam Groves]