Lyrics Calgary Osama - MainCiaga

In the city bumping, "You Changed" long live to Kuan
I think I gotta put it every song that she was dead wrong
Since they want to come to people's house broski staying armed
I feel like dame dash cause could've been an A&R
Hanging with them dread heads R.I.P to Santana
Yeah, I rep the hood I'm from get it on a bandana
Broski post with 38s he ain't from Louisiana
Off the court he Reggie but never been to Indiana

Bro said he got the case waxed
And the reason they acting savage cause they been taxed
I tried to stay off the drugs but I relapsed
Talking to bro just in person because the phone tapped

Wasn't moving hesitant, cause we been doing wild stuff for dead presidents
And If you know me since I'm young the hood my residence
And I seen people change up only for 50 cents

My bro like Funny Mike, he will make you laugh but still catch a body
And yeah the tool got a kick but I don't know karate
This Summer is gon be hot like I'm chilling with Scotty
Like Phoenix, Gods Son, Gazer like Solluminati

It's crazy you can be a millionaire off a shawarma
Whole life he watch his back cause he fear for the karma
Buddy, you ain't making money when you stay in the drama
We ain't scared to rock out like we was in Nirvana

I seen bro whip with celebrity SB with Madonna
Would be surprised in the city, got the Calgary Osama's
I rather pop on some perks before I smoke marijuana
Trying get tints on the whip-like I drive Obama

I seen bro running up some stacks coming back for program
I remember in the cell go to sparrow or yam
We had a code for the Dennys, we would get a grand slam
He had someone tell em to do it like he was Son of Sam

Yeah, we live that life N.B.A they Nothing But them Actors
Hood all surprise, I came back before I was a pastor
Two steps ahead of the cops, We throw away the tracker
I was fighting since I was 6 you would I'm a raptor
I was wearing glasses like Urkel you know the family matters
TLC, we had to Creep like Tables Chairs Ladders
Lil Bro he hop out and made em all scatter
Dish out all of the beef and put it on a platter

In the city bumping, "You Changed" long live to Kuan
I think I gotta put it every song that she was dead wrong
Since they want to come to people's house broski staying armed
I feel like dame dash cause could've been an A&R

Hanging with them dread heads R.I.P to Santana
Yeah, I rep the hood I'm from get it on a bandana
Broski post with 38s he ain't from Louisiana
Off the court he Reggie but never been to Indiana