Calebdoee - Nc2 Songtexte

Songtexte Nc2 - Calebdoee




I ain't even supposed to be here
Lotta demons had me down, now I see clear
Get a opp smeared, open the door
Drop a classic every four, this my leap year
Gotta show love to big bro from the G
Got some free game took the seeds out my weed
These plates come and go, gotta watch who you feed
Can't do it too big nowadays cause niggas bleed
Five thousand plus a o clown thats my new fee
Got a feeling streets done if I don't take the lead
Lost alotta niggas to that thing called greed
If they never struggled with me then I cant expect a thing
(Can't expect a thing)
And this language ain't for everybody
Remember I used to move to please everybody
Now I'm a people eater in these purple jays
Gotta keep my guard up cause they comin' with a fade
And bout my craft, I never play
Even when I'm down bad I'm on the bench like Klay
When Im all white steppin' all eyebrows raise
Shoutout to the Brow got another chip on the way
With all these cheese ima raise
Gettin' enough dough to open my own blaze
Honey dip with a curve my new crave
And when I kick the bucket y'all pass out these plays
A real P stuck in my ways
Fiji in my iron can't give em the time of the day, yeah
Hurricane season I'm bussin' the waves
Told bro fuck the world what's real don't need to be said
I see that tough talk from Tony goin dead
Spread love what Biggie told me, grain of salt
That's why you keep all good intentions in the vault
Cause if I lose my mans at my hands it's my fault
Calebdoee what they call me, two e's
Waking bucket and you'll never catch me eatin' Lee's, yeah
I walk my walk, talk my talk
Wrote RIP Beasey 300 times with the chalk
Life don't seem real til' you humble
Off the henny in a cougar catch me in the jungle
Free lessons for ya medulla
Free lessons for ya medulla



Autor(en): C. Martin



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