Calm

MICHAEL SAXELL, UNKNOWN COMPOSER

This shit remind me of how look
This shit remind me of how I did
It back when I was wearing fitteds
When basketball wasn't in it and
Piggy banks held my pennies
Niggas ran around the city when
Jay wasn't fucking with fifty
Aw man I love the way that I've
Grown but I still admit that
I've been through it, this
Shit ain't my newest, cory told me do it
High school man I blew it
How you wanna do it
Niggas just hate me and I adore
I'm the realest nigga pushing my
City as far as music how about you
You swear that you coming for my spot
Well I doubt you
Switch at times I needed me the
Most and I vouched you
I don't know I wanted to
Get off you but money
Changes my feelings I guess fortunes
Why I lost you
I've been balling, juice comes out my faucet
This shit feel like August
Die today put takis in my coffin
I'm just out here doing me
Said fuck a wage I had to boss it
If you knew then get on now I'm going off
Can't keep it calm

I know they all a lot of
Talk bout they won't do nothing
Steady in they ears if they knew something
Don't know the reasons they assume
I'm just working
I'm just so calm over here
Still they all a lot of talk
Bout they won't do nothing
Steady in they ears if they knew something
Don't know the reasons
I'm just chilling ride your wave
And just stop it
Don't you worry bout me and get your own

I'ma get my own
And you gon get your own and
We gon get our own and fuck whoever don't
Dropped them off they'll miss the boat
They try to knock us off our track
We take the L and bounce right back to it
Set it off yeah i'ma get my own
And you gon get your own and
Fuck whoever don't, so we gon get our own
Dropped them off they'll miss the boat
They try to knock us off our track
We take the L and bounce right back to it

Tell me why all of these niggas
Let em bite all right
That's what happens when these
Niggas sound alike
Yeah I might, try to autotune shit
I'm just playing
Rather talk about the shit I know
Before I lie to fans
And I got bands too and I could hit a club
And ask a vixen what that ass do
And I could pull a gun that
Drum but I don't have to
I'm a young seventeen year old nigga
I meant eighteen now
I'm bigger I'm getting better I'm higher
I kick the ladder

Still I know they all a lot of
Talk bout they won't do nothing
Steady in they ears if they knew something
Don't know the reasons they assume
I'm just working
And I'm just so calm over here
Still they all a lot of talk
Bout they won't do nothing
Steady in they ears if they knew something
Don't know the reasons
I'm just chilling ride your wave
Just stop it
Don't you worry bout me and get your own

I'ma get my own
And you gon get your own and
We gon get our own and fuck whoever don't
Dropped them off they'll miss the boat
They try to knock us off our track
We take the L and bounce right back to it
Set it off yeah i'ma get my own
And you gon get your own and
Fuck whoever don't, so we gon get our own
Dropped them off they'll miss the boat
They try to knock us off our track
We take the L and bounce right back to it
My nigga yeah, yeah yeah ryan Trey

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