Cameron London - Three Generations Lyrics

I just got done doing this album
Where every day I have purpose
You know, beyond like
Clearly my obvious purposes as a father, as a husband
I got purpose on a more selfish level, right
But I feel like I've created a life where, uh
My purpose is too much placed in music
Where like I put too much of my purpose in music
To where, when I'm home, and I come home
Outside of like playing with my son
If I go three days without doing music, making a beat, writing a song
I start to feel like, miserable
Three generations
Two still fighting for the cause
One been writing down bars
Other one coaching for the city
But the youngest one know that he still just running from the scars
Caused by the first
But he still far from the worst
Some would say a blessing and a curse
Put pain in the verse
Trynna put coins in the purse
For he end up in a hearse
It's the revelation, the dedication is paramount
They do it for the city nobody will hear em out
Two still stand, one of em is in the ground
One makes cuts, the other creates sounds
Father and a son that's a team unmatched
Take time to bring the third one back
It'll never be the way that it was
When life change then you can't run away from that
How I been moving as of late
I don't wanna wait
I just wanna know
Took my future on a date
No need to wait
For anything she gonna show
I see dark times coming
Don't start running
Cause in the end
It's gon be all up to you
Do my best to explain
What it's like to be a son with his name
I run with the flame
Like kicking off the Olympic Games
Last son, lotta pressure but I still wouldn't change
My last name as I start to zero in on the fame
You know
Let people tell it, I shoulda been a statistic
Sick to they stomach cause I'm overly optimistic
Wanna see me fail, even stuck inside a cell
Speak in limericks when I gotta keep the scheme cryptic
They preyed on me then prayed for me to lose
Rejected as a kid, I know it's cause I was June's
Tried to make a name for myself, what did it prove
I never woulda rapped this much without a muse
Dang
Sick of feeling used
Sick of trynna help the people
Cause they using me for views
I move differently and people say I'm changing attitudes
Last son, I ain't rushing to the pews
How I been moving as of late
I don't wanna wait
I just wanna know
Took my future on a date
No need to wait
For anything she gonna show
I see dark times coming
Don't start running
Cause in the end
It's gon be all up to you

I just got done doing this album
Where every day I have purpose
You know, beyond like
Clearly my obvious purposes as a father, as a husband
I got purpose on a more selfish level, right
But I feel like I've created a life where, uh
My purpose is too much placed in music
Where like I put too much of my purpose in music
To where, when I'm home, and I come home
Outside of like playing with my son
If I go three days without doing music, making a beat, writing a song
I start to feel like, miserable
Three generations
Two still fighting for the cause
One been writing down bars
Other one coaching for the city
But the youngest one know that he still just running from the scars
Caused by the first
But he still far from the worst
Some would say a blessing and a curse
Put pain in the verse
Trynna put coins in the purse
For he end up in a hearse
It's the revelation, the dedication is paramount
They do it for the city nobody will hear em out
Two still stand, one of em is in the ground
One makes cuts, the other creates sounds
Father and a son that's a team unmatched
Take time to bring the third one back
It'll never be the way that it was
When life change then you can't run away from that
How I been moving as of late
I don't wanna wait
I just wanna know
Took my future on a date
No need to wait
For anything she gonna show
I see dark times coming
Don't start running
Cause in the end
It's gon be all up to you
Do my best to explain
What it's like to be a son with his name
I run with the flame
Like kicking off the Olympic Games
Last son, lotta pressure but I still wouldn't change
My last name as I start to zero in on the fame
You know
Let people tell it, I shoulda been a statistic
Sick to they stomach cause I'm overly optimistic
Wanna see me fail, even stuck inside a cell
Speak in limericks when I gotta keep the scheme cryptic
They preyed on me then prayed for me to lose
Rejected as a kid, I know it's cause I was June's
Tried to make a name for myself, what did it prove
I never woulda rapped this much without a muse
Dang
Sick of feeling used
Sick of trynna help the people
Cause they using me for views
I move differently and people say I'm changing attitudes
Last son, I ain't rushing to the pews
How I been moving as of late
I don't wanna wait
I just wanna know
Took my future on a date
No need to wait
For anything she gonna show
I see dark times coming
Don't start running
Cause in the end
It's gon be all up to you