Calvin

ALAN MAMAN, DEMOND PRICE

Yeah i seen it a lot, yeah
I seen it a lot, uh i seen it a lot

I'm from the bottom, went straight to the
Top, I'm in the hood, i'm still on my block
I know some shooters that run in your
Spot, hit you with a shot, i seen it a lot
Yeah, I seen it a lot
Uh, I seen it a lot, nigga, I seen it a lot

I'm the big homie, I just make a call
Don't gotta lift up a finger at all
When it's a issue, I hit up
My dawg, bigger the gun
The harder they fall
(Boom, boom, boom, boom)
I know some niggas that's behind the wall
Did like a dime and leave with a scar
Niggas that's still gettin' money in
Prison, rock Cartier glasses
Spinnin' the yard
Ain't no drive-bys, we in your bushes
We jumpin' out while you was parkin' your car
Shootin' they yard
Shit leave you scattered all over the
Grass like leaves in the fall (Ha ha haha)
We gon' slide by, get at
The rest of them niggas
We killin' whoever involved
We gettin' 'em all, young nigga
Already caught him two bodies
He itchin' for more
Yeah, nigga, we still in the
Trenches, scope on the stick
I can hit you from distance
Fuck nigga thought he was ridin' on me
Got the drop on him first
Put a end to his mission
Young nigga been gettin' rich in the
Kitchen, gun on the table
He weighin' and whippin'
Niggas start hatin', we ain't even trippin'
We just gon' pull up and
Spray him and clip him (Brr)
I used to light up my room with a candle
I had to get all my loot in the bando
Are we talkin' keys? I just moved a piano
Still in the hood with my Uzi
The handle got tape on it, Al
You a fool with this sample
Hard in the paint like I'm Julius Randle
Get out of pocket, I'm poppin' this rocket
I promise that I'ma make you the example

I'm from the bottom, went straight to
The top, I'm from the hood
I'm still on my block
I know some shooters that run in your
Spot, hit you with a shot, i seen it a lot
Yeah, I seen it a lot, nigga, I seen it a lot
I been through it all, I seen it a lot
I'm from the bottom, went straight to
The top, I'm in the hood
I'm still on my block
I know some shooters that run in your
Spot, hit you with a shot, i seen it a lot
Yeah, I seen that shit, I seen it a lot
Niggas run down on this shit, nigga, yeah
I seen it a lot

Niggas should really be payin' me
Homage, be in them trenches
I'm straight from the bottom
Dropped out of school, never
Made it through college
I got in the game and I made a few commas
(Got a bag, nigga)
I put on for the city, I did it for Chello
I made him a promise (ChineGun)
I wasn't stoppin', this was before any deal
I was still still sellin' narcotics
Smokin' this chronic, it's givin' me solace
Gun on my hip, ain't no question
I got it
Keep me a young nigga with me that stay with
A pole and he waitin' impatient to pop it
(Brr) real nigga, watch what you say in my
Comments, I'll drop off a bag
I'll pay a few dollars
I'll have niggas next to you
Aimin' the TEC at you
Shootin' at you right in front of your mama
(Hah) yeah, don't make me get your location
(I know where to find you, nigga)
Yeah, don't make us grip up and
Take us a mini vacation
(We on the way, pussy)
Every time brodie start shootin' his chopper
He feel the sensation (Ha ha haha)
Yeah, he got your name on his
List and he finna erase it (Facts)
Bousin said he ain't reportin' no more
'cause he sick of probation (No cap)
They tryna see who gon'
Catch the most bodies, them niggas is racin'
(Talk to 'em)
I'm 'bout to go back to Johnny and
Get the Rolex and the bracelet (Hah)
Yeah, I'm eatin', my nigga
Machine is that nigga, just face it

I'm from the bottom, went straight to
The top, I'm from the hood
I'm still on my block
(Straight to the top, nigga)
I know some shooters that run in your
Spot, hit you with a shot, i seen it a lot
(You know them shooters, nigga)
Yeah, I seen it a lot
(I seen that shit a lot, my own two eyes
Nigga) i seen it a lot
I been through it all, I seen it a lot
(With my own two eyes, nigga)
I'm from the bottom, went straight to
The top, I'm in the hood
I'm still on my block
I know some shooters that run in your
Spot, hit you with a shot, i seen it a lot
(Shit real out here, Main Street)
Yeah, I seen it a lot
(Eastside, Westside, Buffalo shit)
You know what this is? Yeah, it's coke
Yes, but that's a kilo of coke
How much it's worth? Twenty-five thousand
Damn not, damn, that's damn good, okay?
Yeah, I'm sayin'
The shit on the street is garbage
This is good
It's washed with acetone and kerosene
This is the best product
Twenty-five is the street price
Of that, I get eighteen
Forget about heroin, this is the
Wave of the future, baby
Hah, hahaha crazy, man

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