Mulah Marciano - CALLING MY NAME

I love a beat that start speaking to my soul
I done shed so many tears it got my eyes looking swole
I find beauty in my hoes and know my pain come with a halo
Spit a verse from the heart and all the homies say it's fuego
Stack dough and stay low, in touch with this money
I let em know how much I'm holding they gone look at me funny
They ribs touching they tummies, out in the hood it get ugly
Everybody get fresh when the weather get sunny, cha ching
I ain't wasting no time
40 on my waist no that's not my waistline
Mulah miss you never dead, let you live through all my rhymes
Long live Rose he was with me through them crimes
When I sold my first dime, became blood same line
Head on a swivel I can't let em take mine
So much going through my mind, look towards the heavens for a sign
3:33 thank you angel number 9
Hear em calling my name before I even touch the stage legit
Told em it'll last longer then I struck a pose for the flick
I got em smelling my stench, been burning spliffs of marijuana
Meditate and manifest like I know Cosmo and Wanda
And I ain't beat for no drama so don't you step on my toes
All of my opps die slow so is you friend or you foe
Don't hang with friends of my foes, these females selling their souls
I watch my tongue whenever speaking, heard you reap what you sow
I'll do anything to spend some more time with my son
I'm finna teach him while he young so it's a boss he become
I'll wipe his nose when it run, let him go play and have fun
I fell in love soon as I met you baby look what you done
Swear I'll do anything to spend some more time with my fam
Although we clash and bullshit I hope y'all know where we stand
Don't need none holding my hand, these days I grow as a man
And you ain't gotta worry bout me good wherever I land
You ain't gotta worry

Written by:
Niquel Word

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