Miss The Old Stei Camel 🐪 (Remix) (Remix)

╔═════════════════════════╗ ♫ Join Viibr AI Music Discord ♫ https://discord.gg/viibr Connect • Create • Collaborate • Inspire ╚═════════════════════════╝ ═══════════ Lyrics ═══════════ You always liked my sound, from the moment you found me Said that there was more that you wanted to see I told you that i always knew you had exquisite taste Man, that ole camel used to be so based I miss the old Stei The one who kept things true The guy who drew up a plan And always followed through Now it's always some collab, with none of your vision Feeling devoid of your signature precision I miss the old Stei I miss your V3 songs When you were topping the charts And never doing wrong You used to be the one on the frontier, out there Now Humpty Dumpty is down in the dumpster Remember Miku metal, no? It's been lost to time These days you are scared of crossing the line Long forgotten is the raptor wizard You never did make one about a dino blizzard So much outside influence in your ear Used to make your songs based on what you want to hear Your motivations gone, you wanna pretend That when all is said and done, it won't matter in the end But that's just wrong, that's just sick Why would you leave me feeling like you hit me with a brick I miss the old Stei Who rose to the top Overcoming the odds Not knowing the word stop With the top tier riffs and the falsetto No end in sight for how far you could go I miss the old Stei The one who played his hand Always taking risks, At the cost of being banned Now it's milkin' camels And hazbeen hotels Wonderin' what layer we ended up in the nine hells The start of the downfall, the end of an era Content with what you did, No longer willing to bear a Piece of yourself, a casualty of self doubt, Just farming for clout, at the cost of the devout I miss the old Stei The one from way back then Where every song you made Turned out to be a ten With the dinosaurs and the space travel When did all that creativity start to unravel I miss the old Stei I miss my camelussy friend The one who makes the music that he wants to make No matter how many credits he spends Sorry Stei, but not sorry I never miss the opportunity To tease that ole camel friend of mine From now till the end of time.