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Caleborate – Kale lyrics
[Intro - Caleborate]
Yeah, yeah, uh, uh
[Verse 1 - Caleborate]
I been fucked up too long
I been feeling the vibe, and killing this drink
What you nigga's on is not my concern so fuck what you thought
Move and think
Doing all that i ought to, this shit is flowing like water
I been in my own zone in my ol' roll in my own clothes when the smoke blows
Saying peace to all them girls that blow up my phone
Tell the truth ain't no time for that, and I ain't need no rhyme for that
Truly I see dudes looking at me trying to throw me for a loop
Know they rather see themselves blow up than me hop out that coupe
And I can't blame em, if it wasn't me that pioneered this lane
I'd be highway patrol, pulling nigga's over for my gain
I'm not shady you know
It's every man for himself when them dollars come out
My worth and my dollar amount go up when I open my mouth
And these days you can't grab a cheque unless you dab
I hit them folks that made rock and scoop them haters in my lap
And tell em if you gon ride my dick you might as well go and get comfortable
I don't plan on stopping what I do for me because of you
I tell em I'm just trying to be the greatest nigga ever
No not rapper, what I do is way bigger
What I do is paint pictures, what they do is claim bitches
They down to get used but I am not no Bill Withers
[Hook - Caleborate]
Uh this is how it's supposed to be
Everybody's straight long as they close to me
When I can't get no peace I grab my Rosary
Just know when you hot they crowd around
If you go cold they all going to wanna flee
I tell my nigga Kale to pour me up a drink
And tell em I'm good , uh
My nigga I'm straight, yeah
And no matter where we go, no matter what we loss we gon be okay uh
Yeah, uh
So tell em I'm good, yeah uh
My nigga I'm straight, yeah
And no matter where we go, no matter what we loss we gon be okay, yeah
[Verse 2 - Caleborate]
Uh, uh, yeah
What I know is, they all got hidden motives
Want to put shit all the way then cross over like Hardaway
And they hoping that we don't notice
Dog you sounding bogus
I'll do magic and apperance hop the game like Hocus Pocus
And I'll just let you know this, Caleborate ain't for it
I don't come with a price tag and selling out sounding foreign
Told professor I'm sorry but finals week I'll be touring
Please take these tickets as gratitude and come support it
That time is almost coming it's my season
Know everything I get isn't given but given to me for good reason
Now fuck all the seasoning It's the sauce
I done soaked enough game It's time for me to play the boss now
"Aww shit"
I'm picking my classes, skipping them all to make all this rap
Look at my words
Everything fit in a verse, just to make it to the first
Niggas with Glocks
We know that they never pop they want their songs to get hot
We want it all
And we want to get off the block watch how I work with the rock
Young nigga made moves so damn much I think I'm allergic to stop
Independent trying to win a pendant with a hand penning on my competition and they want me to flop
I don't get busy with that Imma just stick to the rap
Don't think they see me coming but I'm up to something
Know I'm in my jumpman
[Hook - Caleborate]
This is how it's supposed to be
Everybody's straight long as they close to me
When I can't get no peace I grab my Rosary
Just know when you hot they crowd around
If you go cold they all gon wanna flee
I tell my nigga Kale to pour me up a drink
And tell em I'm good uh
My nigga I'm straight yeah
And no matter where we go, no matter what we loss we gon be okay uh yeah uh
So tell em I'm good, yeah uh
My nigga I'm straight, yeah
And no matter where we go, no matter what we loss we gon be okay
Heh, yeah
[Outro / Skit]
Man this nigga not out here bruh he always say this shit
Damn lets go!
He do this shit every time bruh oh imma be ready imma be outside chilling
He said he gonna be ready in 10 minutes
Hurry up come on lets go!
There we go, there we go
Damn, damn nigga
Whats up fool
My auntie and shit
Gotta get to this money
Okay
Yeah, yeah, uh, uh
[Verse 1 - Caleborate]
I been fucked up too long
I been feeling the vibe, and killing this drink
What you nigga's on is not my concern so fuck what you thought
Move and think
Doing all that i ought to, this shit is flowing like water
I been in my own zone in my ol' roll in my own clothes when the smoke blows
Saying peace to all them girls that blow up my phone
Tell the truth ain't no time for that, and I ain't need no rhyme for that
Truly I see dudes looking at me trying to throw me for a loop
Know they rather see themselves blow up than me hop out that coupe
And I can't blame em, if it wasn't me that pioneered this lane
I'd be highway patrol, pulling nigga's over for my gain
I'm not shady you know
It's every man for himself when them dollars come out
My worth and my dollar amount go up when I open my mouth
And these days you can't grab a cheque unless you dab
I hit them folks that made rock and scoop them haters in my lap
And tell em if you gon ride my dick you might as well go and get comfortable
I don't plan on stopping what I do for me because of you
I tell em I'm just trying to be the greatest nigga ever
No not rapper, what I do is way bigger
What I do is paint pictures, what they do is claim bitches
They down to get used but I am not no Bill Withers
[Hook - Caleborate]
Uh this is how it's supposed to be
Everybody's straight long as they close to me
When I can't get no peace I grab my Rosary
Just know when you hot they crowd around
If you go cold they all going to wanna flee
I tell my nigga Kale to pour me up a drink
And tell em I'm good , uh
My nigga I'm straight, yeah
And no matter where we go, no matter what we loss we gon be okay uh
Yeah, uh
So tell em I'm good, yeah uh
My nigga I'm straight, yeah
And no matter where we go, no matter what we loss we gon be okay, yeah
[Verse 2 - Caleborate]
Uh, uh, yeah
What I know is, they all got hidden motives
Want to put shit all the way then cross over like Hardaway
And they hoping that we don't notice
Dog you sounding bogus
I'll do magic and apperance hop the game like Hocus Pocus
And I'll just let you know this, Caleborate ain't for it
I don't come with a price tag and selling out sounding foreign
Told professor I'm sorry but finals week I'll be touring
Please take these tickets as gratitude and come support it
That time is almost coming it's my season
Know everything I get isn't given but given to me for good reason
Now fuck all the seasoning It's the sauce
I done soaked enough game It's time for me to play the boss now
"Aww shit"
I'm picking my classes, skipping them all to make all this rap
Look at my words
Everything fit in a verse, just to make it to the first
Niggas with Glocks
We know that they never pop they want their songs to get hot
We want it all
And we want to get off the block watch how I work with the rock
Young nigga made moves so damn much I think I'm allergic to stop
Independent trying to win a pendant with a hand penning on my competition and they want me to flop
I don't get busy with that Imma just stick to the rap
Don't think they see me coming but I'm up to something
Know I'm in my jumpman
[Hook - Caleborate]
This is how it's supposed to be
Everybody's straight long as they close to me
When I can't get no peace I grab my Rosary
Just know when you hot they crowd around
If you go cold they all gon wanna flee
I tell my nigga Kale to pour me up a drink
And tell em I'm good uh
My nigga I'm straight yeah
And no matter where we go, no matter what we loss we gon be okay uh yeah uh
So tell em I'm good, yeah uh
My nigga I'm straight, yeah
And no matter where we go, no matter what we loss we gon be okay
Heh, yeah
[Outro / Skit]
Man this nigga not out here bruh he always say this shit
Damn lets go!
He do this shit every time bruh oh imma be ready imma be outside chilling
He said he gonna be ready in 10 minutes
Hurry up come on lets go!
There we go, there we go
Damn, damn nigga
Whats up fool
My auntie and shit
Gotta get to this money
Okay
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