Losing Weight Part. 2
Cam'ron Lyrics


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Aiyyo, fuck losing weight
I'm back on these highways moving cakes
Life's based upon what I'ma do today
Cop a car, new estate
Na, fuck it get the beef and rocks blue and grey
Baby do the date
I got ta move an eighth
Fuck the scrutiny
Y'all niggas screwin me
Killa never let the drama slide
Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die
Yell out homicide

Eighteen months please, that ain't facing time
I'm stressed anyway, need it for vacation time
I'ma do the right thing though, take shock anyway
Six months right back on the damn block anyway
But look, money from across the street
Think its sweet, think you get money across the street
Me and my peeps often meet
At 5-0 they work for us, walk the beef
Walk with heat cause talk is cheap
So dunn stay silent
Revolvers, Automatics, guns stay silent
When it comes to beef it becomes a talent
Remember me, ODB, I'm the one from falice
Digital ten, shit get critical friend
I got 800 invisible men
That mean it could be the bankman
Person at the gas station filling up your tank, fam
Lady at the front stand
Or rap poison your relish right in the center babe

Bitch is a renegades, she'll piss in your lemonade
And y'all dead now
That you can bet now
Do like a toaster put your bread down
Upset now, hate when I gotta rep clowns blow Tech rounds
In a collision, I see their ambition
But they don't know them days when I was stooped up in prison
Or all them hot summers when I was cooped up in the kitchen
When it came to grams it was 90 I fried
350 on the stove and its 90 outside
I'ma get this girl that be stuff in my bricks
Felt life cheated her, she be cuttin her wrists

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed her wrist
Father fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis
But love my music, say I do nothing but hits
She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits
Cause when she needed help I got her nothing but fixed
Needed coke, needed dope, ya I gave her a fix
So she went across the street, gave him a kiss
Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick
You know Cam, he said "yeah, don't play with his chips"
Stood back, blazed the 6, amazin and shit
Killa, Killa, Dip Set nigga

Fuck losing weight
We back on these highways moving cakes
Life's based upon what I'ma do today
I think my moms moving away
Yeah, I think I'ma cop me that new estate
Baby do the date
I got to move an eighth
Fuck the scrutiny
Y'all niggas screwin me
Juelz never let the cops get me
On the block til the shots hit me
Until the shots get me

Niggas wanna know why I'm so nice when it come to spittin that fire
Its real dog, I live in the fire
Used to being in the streets homie, in the mists of the fire
Break works put it in pots, sit it in fire
Quick to grab the 5th and just fire
Try to peel off, I'm hittin your tire
Hittin your door while your cars spinnin hittin the wall
That's just the beginning of war
I let you know you dealing with dogs
My villians will finish you off
Head in your chest brain
Dead on the van on the express way
While I got my hand in the Tech wave
Niggas like "fuck, is he stupid?"
Cops wanna cuff me, do it

You wanna be a hero, snuff me, do it, rush me, do it
Shit, like I ain't been through the scars and bruises
Like I ain't been through the bars, seen the sargaent trooper
Look at my body, I lost so much weight
Cops raiding my spot, I done lost so much weight
I'm tellin papi front me a brick, let me owe that cake
He tellin me, he ain't got but so much weight
He been waiting for his connection to come
I'm like "at least give me a half, I'll confess and stretch it to one"
I'm on the block as usual
With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual
Watching for the cops that's moving through
Me and my soldiers know the rules
We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue
Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued
Or shots from the rugger will circle round your body like hoola-hoops
Mami told me son, hold your own
And one day your gone grow to be a rolling stone
And I believed her
Juelz never let the cops get me
On the block til the shots hit me

Aiyyo, fuck losing weight
I'm back on these highways moving cakes
Life's based upon what I'ma do today
Cop a car, new estate
Na, fuck it get the beef and rocks blue and grey
Baby do the date
I got ta move an eighth
Fuck the scrutiny
Y'all niggas screwin me
Killa never let the drama slide
Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die
Yell out homicide

Fuck losing weight
We back on these highways moving cakes
Life's based upon what I'ma do today
I think my moms moving away
Yeah, I think I'ma cop me that new estate
Baby do the date
I got to move an eighth
Fuck the scrutiny
Y'all niggas screwin me
Juelz never let the cops get me




On the block til the shots hit me
Until the shots get me

Overall Meaning

In Cam'ron's song "Losing Weight Part. 2," the rapper discusses his life on the streets and the struggles he faces in order to make a living. He talks about how he is back moving drugs and, despite the risks, he is willing to accept the consequences. He also shares an anecdote about a woman who is willing to do anything for him because he has helped her in the past. He bravely confronts those who doubt him and warns those who might cross him, making it clear that he is not one to be trifled with.


Line by Line Meaning

Aiyyo, fuck losing weight
I don't care about getting healthy, I'm focused on selling drugs.


I'm back on these highways moving cakes
I'm back to selling drugs on the streets.


Life's based upon what I'ma do today
I live my life day by day, focused on making money selling drugs.


Cop a car, new estate
I'm going to buy a new car and a new house with my drug money.


Na, fuck it get the beef and rocks blue and grey
I'm going to buy drugs and weapons to protect myself from anyone who tries to mess with me.


Baby do the date
My girlfriend will go out with me on a date, but I'm only focused on my drug business.


I got ta move an eighth
I need to sell drugs to make money, even if it's a small amount.


Fuck the scrutiny
I don't care if the police are watching me, I'll still sell drugs.


Y'all niggas screwin me
People are trying to swindle me out of my drugs or money.


Killa never let the drama slide
I won't let anyone who wrongs me go unpunished.


Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die
If someone messes with me, I won't hesitate to kill them or their family members.


Yell out homicide
I won't hesitate to call for help from my gang or others if I need to kill someone.


Eighteen months please, that ain't facing time
I'm not afraid of going to jail for only 18 months.


I'm stressed anyway, need it for vacation time
I'm always stressed, so I use drugs to relax and feel like I'm on vacation.


I'ma do the right thing though, take shock anyway
I know I should do the right thing and turn myself in, but I'll take the consequences anyway.


Six months right back on the damn block anyway
Even if I go to jail, I'll be back selling drugs on the streets soon enough.


Money from across the street
I have new customers from a rival drug gang or neighborhood buying from me.


Think its sweet, think you get money across the street
People underestimate how dangerous it is to sell drugs in another gang's territory.


Me and my peeps often meet
My gang and I will often have secret meetings to discuss drug business.


At 5-0 they work for us, walk the beef
We have corrupt police officers helping us in exchange for money or drugs.


Walk with heat cause talk is cheap
We always carry weapons because talking won't protect us if someone retaliates.


So dunn stay silent
People should keep quiet and not snitch on our drug operations.


Revolvers, Automatics, guns stay silent
Our weapons are ready to use and should not be heard until they're fired.


When it comes to beef it becomes a talent
I'm skilled at handling conflicts or violence and can use it to my advantage.


Remember me, ODB, I'm the one from falice
People should remember that I'm from F.A.L.N., a revolutionary group, and shouldn't mess with me.


Digital ten, shit get critical friend
We use encrypted communication and have to be careful because our drug operations are risky.


I got 800 invisible men
I have many allies and supporters who will help me if needed.


That mean it could be the bankman
Anyone could be working with me, even a banker.


Or rap poison your relish right in the center babe
Someone might poison my food or drink, so I have to be careful.


Bitch is a renegades, she'll piss in your lemonade
A girl I know might betray me by hurting me or my business.


And y'all dead now
If someone messes with me, they'll be in big trouble.


Do like a toaster put your bread down
People should back off and not mess with me or my drug business.


Upset now, hate when I gotta rep clowns blow Tech rounds
I'm annoyed when I have to deal with people who aren't serious or are acting like clowns. I'll use my weapon if necessary.


In a collision, I see their ambition
When I face a conflict with someone, I can see their intentions or goals.


But they don't know them days when I was stooped up in prison
People who mess with me don't realize that I've been to jail before and I'm not afraid to go back.


Or all them hot summers when I was cooped up in the kitchen
I've cooked cocaine in a hot and cramped space before, so I'm not afraid of the heat or bad conditions.


When it came to grams it was 90 I fried
When I sold drugs, I cooked 90 grams at a time.


350 on the stove and its 90 outside
I've cooked drugs on a hot day before, with a temperature of 90 degrees.


I'ma get this girl that be stuff in my bricks
I'm going to get a girl who helps me with my drug business.


Felt life cheated her, she be cuttin her wrists
This girl is depressed and has tried to harm herself.


Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed her wrist
The girl's mother died from a heroin overdose, which affected her


Father fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis
The girl has been sexually abused by her father and sister's older boyfriend.


But love my music, say I do nothing but hits
The girl is a fan of my music and likes me because of my drug business.


She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits
The girl is willing to do anything to help me because she likes me and my music.


Cause when she needed help I got her nothing but fixed
I've helped the girl with her drug addiction by giving her drugs.


Needed coke, needed dope, ya I gave her a fix
I've given the girl cocaine and other drugs to help her addiction.


So she went across the street, gave him a kiss
The girl went to a rival drug dealer and kissed him to try to make him like her and help us.


Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick
The girl tried to seduce the rival drug dealer by being sexual with him.


You know Cam, he said "yeah, don't play with his chips"
I told the girl not to mess with the rival drug dealer's money.


Stood back, blazed the 6, amazin' and shit
I stood back and watched the girl seduce the rival drug dealer while I smoked a joint.


On the block 'til the shots hit me
I'll be on the street selling drugs until I get killed.


That's just the beginning of war
If someone messes with me or my drug business, they've started a war.


My villians will finish you off
My gang members will take care of anyone who messes with me or my drug business.


Head in your chest brain
If someone messes with me, I'll shoot them in the head.


Dead on the van on the express way
If someone messes with me, they'll end up dead in a van on the highway.


While I got my hand in the Tech wave
I'll use a weapon to protect myself and my drug business.


Cops wanna cuff me, do it
If the police want to arrest me, they can go ahead and do it.


You wanna be a hero, snuff me, do it, rush me, do it
If someone wants to kill me or take me down, go ahead and try.


Like I ain't been through the scars and bruises
I've been through hardships and struggles before, so I'm not afraid of getting hurt or killed.


Look at my body, I lost so much weight
I've lost weight because of stress and drug use.


Cops raiding my spot, I done lost so much weight
The police have raided my drug operation and I'm losing money.


I'm tellin papi front me a brick, let me owe that cake
I'm asking my drug supplier to give me drugs on credit since I don't have the money.


He been waiting for his connection to come
My drug supplier was waiting for me to pay him back or for a new connection to come.


"I'm like 'at least give me a half, I'll confess and stretch it to one'"
I'm trying to negotiate with my drug supplier to give me a smaller amount of drugs that I can sell and use to make money.


With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual
I'm selling drugs on the street and using my usual equipment.


Watching for the cops that's moving through
I'm being careful and watching for the police while I sell drugs.


Me and my soldiers know the rules
My gang members and I know how to avoid getting caught by the police while selling drugs.


We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue
We use money from drug sales to get by and to bribe the police.


Or shots from the rugger will circle round your body like hoola-hoops
If someone messes with us, they'll end up dead from bullets fired by our weapons.


Mami told me son, hold your own
My mother taught me to be independent and strong.


And one day your gone grow to be a rolling stone
My mother thinks I'll be successful and move on from my drug business.


And I believed her
I have faith in my mother and her advice.




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"Losing Weight Part 2"
(feat. Juelz Santana)

[Hook: Cam'Ron]
Aiyyo, fuck losing weight
I'm back on these highways moving cakes
Life's based upon what I'ma do today
Cop a car, new estate
Na, fuck it get the beef and rocks blue and grey
Baby do the date
I got ta move an eighth
Fuck the scrutiny
Y'all niggas screwin me
Killa never let the drama slide
Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die
Yell out homicide

[Cam'Ron]
18 months please, that ain't facing time
I'm stressed anyway, need it for vacation time
I'ma do the right thing though, take shock anyway
6 months right back on the damn block anyway
But look, money from across the street
Think its sweet, think you get money across the street
Me and my peeps often meet
At 5-0 they work for us, walk the beef
Walk with heat cause talk is cheap
So dunn stay silent
Revolvers, Automatics, guns stay silent
When it comes to beef it becomes a talent
Remember me, ODB, I'm the one from falice
Digital ten, shit get critical friend
I got 800 invisible men
That mean it could be the bankman
Person at the gas station filling up your tank, fam
Lady at the front stand
Or rap poison your relish right in the center babe
Bitch is a renegades, she'll piss in your lemonade
And y'all dead now
That you can bet now
Do like a toaster put your bread down
Upset now, hate when I gotta rep clowns blow Tech rounds
In a collision, I see their ambition
But they don't know them days when I was stooped up in prison
Or all them hot summers when I was cooped up in the kitchen
When it came to grams it was 90 I fried
350 on the stove and its 90 outside
I'ma get this girl that be stuff in my bricks
Felt life cheated her, she be cuttin her wrists
Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed her wrist
Father fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis
But love my music, say I do nothing but hits
She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits
Cause when she needed help I got her nothing but fixed
Needed coke, needed dope, ya I gave her a fix
So she went across the street, gave him a kiss
Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick
You know Cam, he said "yeah, don't play with his chips"
Stood back, blazed the 6, amazin and shit
Killa, Killa, Dip Set nigga

[Hook: Juelz Santana]
Fuck losing weight
We back on these highways moving cakes
Life's based upon what I'ma do today
I think my moms moving away
Yeah, I think I'ma cop me that new estate
Baby do the date
I got to move an eighth
Fuck the scrutiny
Y'all niggas screwin me
Juelz never let the cops get me
On the block til the shots hit me
Until the shots get me

[Juelz Santana]
Niggas wanna know why I'm so nice when it come to spittin that fire
Its real dog, I live in the fire
Used to being in the streets homie, in the mists of the fire
Break works put it in pots, sit it in fire
Quick to grab the 5th and just fire
Try to peel off, I'm hittin your tire
Hittin your door while your cars spinnin hittin the wall
That's just the beginning of war
I let you know you dealing with dogs
My villians will finish you off
Head in your chest brain
Dead on the van on the express way
While I got my hand in the Tech wave
Niggas like "fuck, is he stupid?"
Cops wanna cuff me, do it
You wanna be a hero, snuff me, do it, rush me, do it
Shit, like I ain't been through the scars and bruises
Like I ain't been through the bars, seen the sargaent trooper
Look at my body, I lost so much weight
Cops raiding my spot, I done lost so much weight
I'm tellin papi front me a brick, let me owe that cake
He tellin me, he ain't got but so much weight
He been waiting for his connection to come
I'm like "at least give me a half, I'll confess and stretch it to one"
I'm on the block as usual
With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual
Watching for the cops that's moving through
Me and my soldiers know the rules
We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue
Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued
Or shots from the rugger will circle round your body like hoola-hoops
Mami told me son, hold your own
And one day your gone grow to be a rolling stone
And I believed her
Juelz never let the cops get me
On the block til the shots hit me

[Hook: Cam'Ron]
Aiyyo, fuck losing weight
I'm back on these highways moving cakes
Life's based upon what I'ma do today
Cop a car, new estate
Na, fuck it get the beef and rocks blue and grey
Baby do the date
I got ta move an eighth
Fuck the scrutiny
Y'all niggas screwin me
Killa never let the drama slide
Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die
Yell out homicide

[Hook: Juelz Santana]
Fuck losing weight
We back on these highways moving cakes
Life's based upon what I'ma do today
I think my moms moving away
Yeah, I think I'ma cop me that new estate
Baby do the date
I got to move an eighth
Fuck the scrutiny
Y'all niggas screwin me
Juelz never let the cops get me
On the block til the shots hit me
Until the shots get me



All comments from YouTube:

yosoytacoseasoning

cam is so dark and deep and funny at the same time. one of the best to ever do it. he just goes over so many people's heads

Chi Hollywood

So underrated!!! And disrespected!!!

Naaem Hassan

all the time

Nothing is Tru

Facts

Hylas Geist

no lies told. you should take solace in being able to hear the special sauce others just can't comprehend.

usually comes from fellow writers. your favourite rappers favourite rapper. why you think jay was so jealous of him? cam is a much better writer than jay. but jay is much more easily digestible for the wider audience. it's all simple when you break it down lol

John MoyaRBMG

Metaphors with lyrical rap. It's people who listen to the beat besides the lyrics. Word up

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Sure, that sounds like fun.

I’ve listened to this song hundreds of times over the years, and it never gets old.

The slightly quietened “guns stay silent, revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent” is so incredible. Those little touches add so much dimension to Cam’s rhymes.

OFFICIAL DREAMZINATI

This song got me through 2003 I was fighting a case and lost my basketball scholarship in the process I still listen to this song every week this beat is the realest

Adam Gordon

Cam and Juelz really went in hard on this track and murdered it 👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾 Just Blaze destroyed the beat tho.. And that exorcist sample 😳 too dope 🔥🔥🔥

Greg Willett

I bought this CD when it came out, as I used to live near DC. It was like a world I'd read about, heard about, but never experienced, back then. I've brushed up against it since then, but this was a really intense record. This is something visceral, about one's life.I liked the beats. I wanted to close my eyes and imagine where this was coming from. I can really respect that. I still listen. These are good songs. Great music.

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