Cam’ron & A-Trak – All I Really Wanted (Audio, Lyrics)

Cam’ron & A-Trak collaborate on the song, “All I Really Wanted”. The piece of music was co-produced by A-Trak, Beautiful Lou & G Koop.

Cam’ron is notorious for announcing projects that never dropped. He announced a Camdemic tape that was supposed to drop on Independence Day last year. Then there was The Program 2 which similarly never saw the light of day.

Today, the rapper formally announced his next body of work, U Wasn’t There, a collaborative track alongside Montreal-produced DJ A-Trak. The “Dipshits” duo released “All I Ever Wanted” earlier today, which delivers a sample-heavy production that fits perfectly with the Dipset sound. Cam takes the opportunity to reflect on his rise and the desires for money, power, and respect in the streets and in the rap game.

Cam’ron & A-Trak – All I Really Wanted (prod. A-Trak, Beautiful Lou & G Koop)

Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayo, A-Trak
We ain’t want a lot, man
All we wanted was a fair shot, man
Know where I’m from the numbers stacked against us, man

[Verse 1]
In high school, I was on the court getting buckets, swish
Then I started gettin’ duckets, can’t lie, I’m in love with this
The art of getting money, man, my motto was like “Fuck a bitch”
By time I turned thirty, I completed my own bucket list
I don’t take threats lightly, careful who you fuckin’ with
Dying’ll make you way more famous than your publicist
Love, I get to stubbin’ it, my life, they wanna publish it
They ain’t got enough money, so I keep dubbin’ it (Adios)
Curved all the talks show, never doing Unsung
Mary J., ’92, here’s the 411
I am no dum-dum, Big L, Bloodshed
Hud 6, Google it, forgot where I come from?
Walked around broke, hit a lick, got a lump sum
If you wore jewelry, the wolves was like, “Yum yum” (Grr)
Way before stun guns, I stunned ’em, run, run
Tell that, pick up your face, I’m from the slums, hun’

[Chorus]
(All I really wanted) Money, cars, clothes, hood respect
(All I really wanted) Clientele in town, brown bags, a good connect
(All I really wanted) Play ball, sell drugs, maybe get a record deal
(All I really wanted) Private jet, island, a girl with some sex appeal

[Verse 2]
Grew up around nonsense, mistrust, foolery (Yeah)
Bullets and gun smoke, murder, wake, eulogy (RIP)
Niggas ain’t used to me, none of you can do what me
Bad bitches move with me, usually two with me
And they love nudity, stupid, this nothin’ new to me
Only thing they ask if I can pay they Uber fee (Sure)
Truthfully, like my shoestrings, they get loot for me
Let ’em take pictures on the ‘Gram in my jewelry
Dipset, Fool’s Gold, y’all drinking old gold
Diamond out the rough, man, I wrapped it up in rose gold
Real life, no lie, the game made me so cold
But it’s in a stupor, sleeper, chokehold
Shout out to Brooklyn, yeah, my niggas RORO
Kidnap your children, you should let your ho know
Yeah, we take it too far, but these are true bars
Bad bitch mad we the new [?][2:05]

[Chorus]
(All I really wanted) Money, cars, clothes, hood respect
(All I really wanted) Clientele in town, brown bags, a good connect
(All I really wanted) Play ball, sell drugs, maybe get a record deal
(All I really wanted) Private jet, island, a girl with some sex appeal

[Outro]
Understood in my hood, that’s the way we go
You know where I’m from, dog
Understood in my hood
Know what I’m sayin’? This heartfelt
That’s the way we go
Real life shit, that’s the way we go
Killa, A-Trak, that’s the way we go
Understood in my hood
A-Trak, let’s take ’em to church
That’s the way we go