Calez

Calez - Instructions lyrics

rate me

First you put it in a pot, watch it all stir up

These motherfuckers is going corrupt

No, I don’t mean to interrupt

But I’m on a schedule, baby, now hurry up

You fucking with me?

Word up

You fucking with me?

Word up

It’s ‘bout that time, fix your hair up

Gentlemen, lovely ladies, cheer up

This is the realest shit that’s occurring

I know I’m going out my mind, I had to tell ‘em a few times

I’m too out of the box to ever fit in their U-line

I used to hang with thugs and this one nigga named ShoeShine

Who kept the newest ones backpacking like two nines

We all knew that homie that was tough on the block

And the neutral kid that followed but was tryna succeed

Now the difference of this story turned over at a shorty

Not tryna be him ‘cause now he tryna be me

I love it when the fliest chicks wanna come out to see me

And any time they play my album take the time to tweet me

Chicago but south service where you probably see me

At your local mobile station ‘bout to grab a Fiji

And they know that I’m the shit so now they tryna tweak it

I’m stunting in my tailored linen ‘bout to crash the fee-fee

I had a couple asking, “Don’t you know you the coldest?”

It took everything out of me not to reply, “Well, oui, oui”

First you put it in a pot, watch it all stir up

These motherfuckers is going corrupt

No, I don’t mean to interrupt

But I’m on a schedule, baby, now hurry up

You fucking with me?

Word up

You fucking with me?

Word up

It’s ‘bout that time, fix your hair up

Gentlemen, lovely ladies, cheer up

This is the realest shit that’s occurring

Told my younglings ain’t nothing like rolling around in the hundreds

I won’t stop till all my brothers get this money in abundance

What up, young pharaoh keep the floor on the bucket

Never cared about a trial, who gives a damn if niggas judging?

Saw some cribs in LA, buying the estate with a park by the lake

It’s off my ace before I head to the bank

Just had a joint and French toast so I’m great

Breakfast club, been eating since ’09 and still got food on my place

Me and Calez in the Chevy talking money like the majors

If they boys creeping tell ‘em we got plug with the mayors

Self-made nigga, never had to ask for a way

But if you pour me up know I like my Jack with no chasers

Stay focused on the paper and worry about the hater

Got a lot of bitches craving, I know it’s worth the wait

Got my stacks and I’m saving, try to find my heaven

I’m going overseas, no cause, I’m on vacation

First you put it in a pot, watch it all stir up

These motherfuckers is going corrupt

No, I don’t mean to interrupt

But I’m on a schedule, baby, now hurry up

You fucking with me?

Word up

You fucking with me?

Word up

It’s ‘bout that time, fix your hair up

Gentlemen, lovely ladies, cheer up

This is the realest shit that’s occurring

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