KaliRaps

KaliRaps - Fundamentals lyrics

rate me

Feat. Rookie Cartrite

Feel the vibe, homicide's right where I reside

Feel the pain from my past when I spit my rhymes

Feel the presence of a winner when I'm in yo eyes

Feel the claustrophobic women tryna pick my mind

Picture this: pop pistols at your pussy lips

Paranoid, I got no patience, I'm a walking prick

Dark knights make my heart beat faster

Squeeze the whole clip, them my car speeds past ya

I'm gone, see, see, right there I want like the gun shots

Like the car peelin' off, and like

Then like a plane takin' off, know what I'm sayn?

Just took a trip to a place I've neva been,

With people that I neva met, that's the only way to win

Pop said how can they love you when they neva met you?

Befo' you see the world, make it yours and they won't forget you

Make the livin' off my thoughts, pay attention

I owe some back child support I'm ashamed to mention

Real nigga, lay it on the line, I let my hear bleed

Befo' I snitch I give up and die

Real shit, get a grip, boy, I'm gettin' rich

Gettin' checks, takin' risk, runnin' thru these hoes

Like I'm Emmet Smith

Hall of fame, entertainer, but I read no scripts

The teleprompter's tellin' me how I should spill my shit

These aggressive rap sessions make me who I am

Prime time, come cast flow, cause I'm on demand

Period, leave you bloody if you owe me money

Give respect to get respect, nobody took shit from me

I'm on a beach chair

Staring at the ocean

Smokin' Tropicana kush

With this girl I met from Oakland

We was talkin' 'bout the culture

And I think I got her open

Started talkin' 'bout my money

Now I know I got her open

(Talking)

Is the car right? I dunno if I can smoke in here

But I'mma smoke

(Verse)

They know I'm bout the killin' when I start out

They know I'm bout to say smh slick, I'm like a smart mouth

I need a bunch of cars, bitches and a large house

I'll quit this mass just as fast, take it barged out

Old homies gettin' greedy, please excuse them

Crazy when your old friends start actin' like yo new friends

I took a chance, though, I wasn't exposed then

Feel like the shot's still counted like a gold ten

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