Lyrics The Calm - Proph

There's two sides to every story I'm just giving you my own account
But its a lie if people said I didn't grind
The same place my niggas fly to do up country
I got shows in now
Fifteen started spitting
They wouldn't look at me
Told my school that I'd be the goat
They threw the book at me
Now they see I'm doing All the things I said gunna do
Look on Instagram n shit everybody's been Pushing P
Guess niggas thought that I talk iffy
Like I ain't still Nike tech stepping on 450's
But still Got more drive
Than niggas whipping a 4 series
Stuck up in my hood with broads that warn fly abroad with me
It's kinda crazy
Smoking so much weed forgetting situations daily
It's To the point you tell bout myself
To my amazement
I'm from the ghetto snatching watches, that's too light to mention
Wrong or right intentions
Two ways u gotta hide ur faces

How I find myself censoring
The words in certain riddims
Consequences are real
The only closures through the lyrics
N I can't even be specific with em
U won't know my pain
Unless uno how that feels
U ever tried to fight for shit without a gun for the war?
The rains poured
Now All I got is rubble washed up ashore
Dealing with the damages but shit is worse than before
Sometimes the Calm that comes after's way worse than the storm
Left the ends
For couple sessions
Skipped the heating, weren't no blankets layed
A fucking trap house n it got raided just the day before
But shit I took that chance
Cah it was cheaper the than a standard rate
I never wrote a line I couldn't back
I been deep inside the scrimmage
Ain't concerned with what the public hears
Laugh when Old friends think I'm fucking clear
Them Rappers in Dubai
They ain't the only ones That's running out of luck this year

What's happening?
Pick up on the 8th that's how I manage things
Then go n lose my brain just like I'm Catherine
Childhood stayed with crack addicts
I was 14 u Couldn't call my phone
Cah all my credit went to call an ambulance
I love both of my managers
But I get pissed off
Fuck the tik tok
For me?
I got some real life challenges
I'm really changing
Im in the ride
Tryna suck my shortys neck right through this ballaclava
Even Uber drivers have affiliations

Bae u wouldn't like if I told u how my life be
I wish I could make time
Save dates
In for a wifey
But all My nights are blurs
Like
Shoreditch bitch pictures
If I wanna know the date Need Craig David to remind me
There's 7 days left in a week
Burning bridges In my sieep
The further that I take this shit like
Iont know what winning means
Cah niggas tried to spin on me
Filled my cup with listerine

I'ont even feel the love no more
Smoke this weed don't feel a buzz no more
The highest heights they come with untold flaws
Everybody's got a bunch I'm sure
I'd rather cry than try and uphold yours
I'd rather ghost you than lie to you
Cose up in the ride for you
Do all that TALK TALK when I know I won't provide for you
Don't mean b a tease (BT)
I keep my peace n pay no mind to you
Ain'tinto net (internet) release
I light this fire then take the SKY with u
I
Said for blessings I've received I waited patiently
I'm tired of waiting patiently
I nearly changed myself distastefully so they would take to me
No matter who u try and make believe that shit is believe
I ain't hold abundance of wealth
These days, it cost so much more to be urself
I fell
So low, the liquor kept me afloat I
Started to think that it was Fine if I ain't up the goat

Then I said fuck that
With the rucksack
Who wrote a 96 in one drive getting the bus back
Before my balls dropped, big dreams I let my nuts hang
Ain't gotta understand it's different cloths from which I'm cut fam
Back me n C was steady running from a borer
Back when I would Play the keys because reality was torture
Before the, 6 figures turned down from labels that call us
Course I
Never thought those plans would start up in that corsa
But
I made My dargs believe in the vision that I see
Don't compare to my idols them niggas ain't Like me
Bitch
I Hit the stage at wireless high off of marijuana
Guess it's true when mrs dhondy said my goals were a pipe dream
I could gamble with his Bitch Cah I'm Colder than ice streams
At least the greatest of our time might Indulge in ur wifey
I'm about to drop a self produced classic no type beats
Like me, Nas made illmatic at 19