Kidd 18 - Calabasas Dream

When we walked up in the crib she was motionless
Then I pulled out the 4-4 and she came back to it
We got busy on the couch ‘fore we unloaded it
Started gettin serious, asked me what I planned to do with it
I told her we been broke for too long
This singing shit ain’t working out, it’s taking too long
I been working 2 and still got doves on
How many bangers I gotta put out before it’s me on
They asking me, what’s the problem
I say I don’t have the gas
Really wanna say I’m chasin' cash, really wanna say I’m chasin' ass
Dropped they ass, got to work, got some cheddar on my shirt
Put some time in on the clock, I'm still not drippin’
Nothing works
I say, man I really love you fam
I say, I could take them off your hands
I say, I’d really love to do the show but I don’t think it’s worth the bands
(Casket scene on a Broadway show)
When we walked up in the crib she was motionless
Then I pulled out the 4-4 and she came back to it
We got busy on the couch before we unloaded it
Started gettin' serious, asked me what I planned to do with it
I told her we been broke for too long
This singing shit ain’t working out, it’s taking too long
I been working 2 and still got doves on
How many bangers I gotta put out before it’s me on
This is the time I been waiting for
I been waiting outside just to kick in the door
They might wait just to bust me quick
To bust in, to clock in, no difference
I’m burning down this cage
Cause I swear it on my grave
You might loath me, I might stay
I don’t have the time to say
They never loved me but I won
They never loved me but I won
When we walked up in the crib she was motionless
Then I pulled out the 4-4 and she came back to it
We got busy on the couch 'fore we unloaded it
Started gettin' serious, asked me what I planned to do with it
I told her we been broke for too long
This singing shit ain’t working out, it’s taking too long
I been working 2 and still got doves on
How many bangers I gotta put out before it’s me on
Well now it’s time, we’re here outside
Hearts outside of my chest, got a couple lies in mind that I might use
That I might abuse
Got a couple guns in a bag
I amuse 'em, better view 'em
Better listen to the visa
In a few weeks, California dreamin’
Livin' in a mansion, countin' out the beans an
I got wishes
I got bitches wishin’ inside my wonderland
I’m the man
Really bitch can’t you see I got people waiting on CDs
Put your hands where I can see
Before I spread a lead shower
(Casket scene on a Broadway show)
Man, my day just turned sour
When we walked up in the crib she was motionless
Then I pulled out the 4-4 and she came back to it
We got busy on the couch 'fore we unloaded it
Started gettin' serious, asked me what I planned to do with it
I told her we been broke for too long
This singing shit ain’t working out, it’s taking too long
I been working 2 and still got doves on
How many bangers I gotta put out before it’s me on

Written by:
Justin Morton Jr.

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