Caleborate No Way
Alright repeat after me
HOOK
Niggas try to tell me
I'm insane
No way
Staying broke
Running for the fame
No way
U was on
But now you need same game
No way
I don't know how
But Ima make
A way
VERSE
Aye I was so broke
That I coulda sold dope
I was so down bitch I coulda been ground
Living reckless
Knowing of myself I'm not proud
Yes im
Throwing tantrums
Sorry
I'm just zoning off the loud
Used to treat my mattress like the ATM
Do a couple shows but still act broke
Or else i could be families treat ATM
ATM
It's just me and og
With some lady friends
Yes I got a girl at home
So conversation all she gets
With the buddha in my lungs
A bible on my dresser
I ain't touched in years
It's been so long
That God don't prolly f..ck with him
But
I don't cry no f..ckin tears
Long as I got more time to live
Niggas acting shady
Cuz I'm shining and its blinding them
HOOK
Niggas try to tell me
I'm insane
No way
Staying broke
Running for the fame
No way
U was on
But now you need same game
No way
I don't know how
But Ima make
A way
VERSE 2
Bruh
You are not someone that I would listen to
I'm 5 star chef
And u are just some kiddy food
To be with me is a privledge
You just henny dude
To hate on me is like a sin
And you are so synical
So I Tell the landlord relax man
Caint you
See it's raining dollars
Watch me rake em in and dry em
U gon get yo dough I promise
God I know you only perfect
But this question in my mind man
Why the f..ck is all these real niggas out here lying?
Left me dead like the myans
Cuz they future like designers
I ain't complaining
Or crying
Cuz I got more time and
Not to mention
I am perfect
Like obamas secret service
Had to get it off this ground
Like mah grandmas purses
See the purpose is to make sure this shit work for them
Make my profit
As a prophet
That hands out nothing but noteworthy gems
X2
HOOK