Cameron Ezike Giles (born February 4, 1976 in Harlem, New York), better kno… Read Full Bio ↴Cameron Ezike Giles (born February 4, 1976 in Harlem, New York), better known as Cam'ron or Killa Cam, is an American rapper, actor, co-founder of Diplomat Records and of the group The Diplomats, also known as Dipset. He began his musical career in 1994, rapping alongside Big L, Mase and his cousin Bloodshed in a group called Children Of The Corn. The group dissolved after Bloodshed's death in a car accident in 1997. However, Cam'ron continued to rap, and he released his solo debut album, Confessions of Fire, in 1998. He has since released 2000's S.D.E, 2002's Come Home With Me, 2004's Purple Haze, 2006's Killa Season and 2009's Crime Pays.
Cam'ron made his acting debut on the 2002 film Paid in Full, where he played the character Rico, who is based on former Harlem drug dealer Alpo. In 2006, Cam'ron would return to his acting career and make his debut in screen writing in his movie Killa Season. Cam'ron plays a high school basketball player who eventually drops out of high school to begin his own drug ring. The movie was released in 2006, simultaneous with the Killa Season album.
Cam'ron made his acting debut on the 2002 film Paid in Full, where he played the character Rico, who is based on former Harlem drug dealer Alpo. In 2006, Cam'ron would return to his acting career and make his debut in screen writing in his movie Killa Season. Cam'ron plays a high school basketball player who eventually drops out of high school to begin his own drug ring. The movie was released in 2006, simultaneous with the Killa Season album.
Always Made It
Cam'ron Lyrics
I'ma cold soul in a hard body
Heatmakerz, Crack Music
Yeah, everything seem drama related
Comma after comma, them commas my favorite
Just sign it and date it
All I ever wanted to say was, "Look mom
I made it" look mom, I made it
Look mom, I made it
That crack rock, used to cut it and shave it
That was after I bathed it, look mom
I made it
When I saw the syringe, I
Swore I would cringe, mommy
Gone off the binge
Daddy beat the doors off the hinge
It felt like God was recordin' my sins
To play 'em back in my dreams to
Make sure I saw 'em again
I can't afford no more friends
I can't afford no more losses
I've dropped bags at the jewelers
Spent forty on crosses
I was down on my chips and
I was still at the dealer
I put bricks in my wrist so I can feel legit
I'm a cold soul in a hard body
Roll dolo in a wide body (Get 'em)
They snatched the gang
They tryna charge 'em with a John Gotti
Another three
They goin' down for an armed robbery
(Woo-woo) it's all facts, I can't tell a lie
(Can't tell a lie)
I pray to God 'cause he told
Me that the devil lies (Uh, huh)
Called my jeweler then he told
Me that my bezel cries
Drop my top so I can pray
Up to my heaven skies
Yeah, everything seem drama related
Comma after comma, them commas my favorite
Just sign it and date it
All I ever wanted to say was, "Look mom
I made it" look mom, I made it
Look mom, I made it
That crack rock, used to cut it and shave it
That was after I bathed it, look mom
I made it look mom, I made it
I'm goin' overseas
I hope little mama can make it (Damn)
I left her naked
Told her meet me on the runway (Runway)
When we comin' back? I only booked a one-way
(Please)
Why you askin' questions? You the one
I chose to come play (Come on)
Besides, who else gon' get you
Chick-Fil-A on a Sunday (Who else?)
They touched the don, it's dawn, locin'
Gunplay
I touch ya moms, that's word to moms
Some say (What?)
Lost both my niggas, same circumstance
I was thrivin' through pain
(Bloodshed, Huddy 6)
Outside with the stick on me (Who want it?)
Wait, I ain't got no one to blame
That would drive you insane
I would drive in the rain body twenty-five
I still get twenty-five wit' a thang
No more quarters, doggie
That's the price of them thangs
Side or whole bird
I ain't got time to be slicin' no wings
Yeah, everything seem drama related
Comma after comma, them commas my favorite
Just sign it and date it
All I ever wanted to say was, "Look mom
I made it" look mom, I made it
Look mom, I made it
That crack rock, used to cut it and shave it
That was after I bathed it, look mom
I made it look mom, I made it
Heatmakerz, Crack Music
Yeah, everything seem drama related
Comma after comma, them commas my favorite
Just sign it and date it
All I ever wanted to say was, "Look mom
I made it" look mom, I made it
Look mom, I made it
That crack rock, used to cut it and shave it
I made it
When I saw the syringe, I
Swore I would cringe, mommy
Gone off the binge
Daddy beat the doors off the hinge
It felt like God was recordin' my sins
To play 'em back in my dreams to
Make sure I saw 'em again
I can't afford no more friends
I can't afford no more losses
I've dropped bags at the jewelers
Spent forty on crosses
I was down on my chips and
I was still at the dealer
I put bricks in my wrist so I can feel legit
I'm a cold soul in a hard body
Roll dolo in a wide body (Get 'em)
They snatched the gang
They tryna charge 'em with a John Gotti
Another three
They goin' down for an armed robbery
(Woo-woo) it's all facts, I can't tell a lie
(Can't tell a lie)
I pray to God 'cause he told
Me that the devil lies (Uh, huh)
Called my jeweler then he told
Me that my bezel cries
Drop my top so I can pray
Up to my heaven skies
Yeah, everything seem drama related
Comma after comma, them commas my favorite
Just sign it and date it
All I ever wanted to say was, "Look mom
I made it" look mom, I made it
Look mom, I made it
That crack rock, used to cut it and shave it
That was after I bathed it, look mom
I made it look mom, I made it
I'm goin' overseas
I hope little mama can make it (Damn)
I left her naked
Told her meet me on the runway (Runway)
When we comin' back? I only booked a one-way
(Please)
Why you askin' questions? You the one
I chose to come play (Come on)
Besides, who else gon' get you
Chick-Fil-A on a Sunday (Who else?)
They touched the don, it's dawn, locin'
Gunplay
I touch ya moms, that's word to moms
Some say (What?)
Lost both my niggas, same circumstance
I was thrivin' through pain
(Bloodshed, Huddy 6)
Outside with the stick on me (Who want it?)
Wait, I ain't got no one to blame
That would drive you insane
I would drive in the rain body twenty-five
I still get twenty-five wit' a thang
No more quarters, doggie
That's the price of them thangs
Side or whole bird
I ain't got time to be slicin' no wings
Yeah, everything seem drama related
Comma after comma, them commas my favorite
Just sign it and date it
All I ever wanted to say was, "Look mom
I made it" look mom, I made it
Look mom, I made it
That crack rock, used to cut it and shave it
That was after I bathed it, look mom
I made it look mom, I made it
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