Calboy – Motorola Lyrics

Motorola By Calboy

I had some problems with sleep ’cause I had to fight with them demons
Told my b—- she gotta love me, she gotta f— me like she mean it, hey, hey
Put my right hand up in public ’cause I got my left on my nina
Came a long way from robbing and stealing and hopping in [?]

That’s the Motorola, we was trapping in the streets (Yeah)
That’s the sound of Rugers, we was clapping all this heat (Yeah, yeah)
Put a four in a two liter, thats what we be calling lean
And I need like twenty five, if you want a verse from me
I came from the [?]
Flew out to Cali, might catch me on Melrose (Melrose)
Got a broken heart, you probably couldn’t tell though (Tell though)
‘Till I speak about the s— that I do [?] alone
Cut a check for rapping, now I’m tryna flip a elbow

Keep that .30 with me, I can’t go like that, no hell no
When I pop outside, I got that strap with me, no velcro
Made some bad decisions so I bet you hope I fail, hoe
It’s a lot of s— I witnessed, swear to god I never tell though
You be talking that talk, my broadie shoot his face for rent
[?] might bend ya block and send some shots, I pray he never miss
Pray they gon’ free [?] out the cell, cause he innocent
Got the footage when my homie died, felt like I witnessed it
300 flip, I’m tryna get a grip
Did 100 in that hellcat, I ain’t crash the whip
Ayy, twelve behind me, then I’m blasting, I ain’t stashing s—
Ayy, all my life boy, I been trapping, stacking chips

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I had some problems with sleep cause I had to fight with them demons
Told my b—- she gotta love me, she gotta f— me like she mean it, hey, hey
Put my right hand up in public cause I got my left on my nina
Came a long way from robbing and stealing and hopping in [?]

That’s the Motorola, we was trapping in the streets (Yeah)
That’s the sound of Rugers, we was clapping all this heat (Yeah, yeah)
Put a four in a two liter, thats what we be calling lean
And I need like twenty five, if you want a verse from me
I came from the [?]
Flew out to cali, might catch me on Melrose (Melrose)
Got a broken heart, you probably couldn’t tell though (Tell though)
‘Till I speak about the s— that I do [?] alone
Cut a check for rapping, now I’m tryna flip a elbow

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