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calamity - #whatever lyrics

[verse 1: vivi]

i’m like whatever man, rhyme style i’m better man/
takin’ over indian, cooler than a ceilin’ fan/
independent indie man, makin’ speakers boom/
inspiration, motivation, cereal & cartoons/
fresh like dougie, chasin’ paper that ain’t runnin’/
if success is at the crib, let her know that i am comin’/
cause, i be on that obama sh-t/
priddy like my momma sh-t/
hustle on the daily sh-t/
don’t bug me chasin’ dreams now bish/
maserati motive, my ambition locomotive/
got my hustle on the move/
life’s a game don’t play to lose/
play your cards right, never left, stumble never fall/
not in it for a thing if i’m not gon’ have it all, i’m/
on point, like a finger on a dagger/
you can point at any woman never doubt me i can have her/
n-gga high up on that swagger, sl!cker than yo vaseline/
sippin’ on that turn up juice so to the left is where i lean/
to the side, pimpin’ please, put in work on yo fatigue/
my team is in this b-tch & we is way outta yo league/
in my prime like optimus/
soaking in ’em compliments/
i’m oozing of that confidence/
i’m speakin’ of the obvious/
literally literal, g’d up individual/
legend like saddam & mbombela’s where i’m from/
you can put that on my mom, even bet it on my dad/
there’s no other g alive who’s got this amount of swag

[verse 2: bazz]

all these broads got a prob’ like whatever man/
got a prob’ we can brawl like whatever man/
six feet tall stack it all like cheddar man/
man, i’m finna ball like whatever man/
christian dior, jack, all, black leather/
keep your swag tight and your ties might sever man/
ha!/
you hear the lines i’m delivering?/
fresh to death, i’m deceased send condolences/
i’m like whatever man, rhyme style i’m better man/
buck wild forever man, calamfam under/
boom! speakers sufferin’/
boom! we just hustlin/
swag undercover man/
back! undiscovered man/
bazz and the others man, cash keep ’em motivated/
numbers? still rollin’ in/
honeydips they phonin’ in/
smellin’ my cologne and then, i wasn’t bonin’ ’em/
moanin and they groanin’ ma’an/
kiss! they be throwin’ in/
fam to the top, where we cop ’em and shoot em/
you hear the kick so sick it jaw drop ’em and move ’em/
yeah i stop ’em and scoop ’em/
call that swagger recruitin’/
i run the streets so sl!ck, i’m presidential like zuma/
run in groupies, no sh-t, we roll in hunn’eds like tuna/
spit hard, from what, n-gga ngathi ngyaba sula/
zulu rhymes so silly ngaphiskhati syavuma/
why you lookin’ at me/
amakhanda vhumbuka/
n0body rhyme like b, ice cold i’m so cooler/
errbody after me calamity is the future!/
ha!/
calamity is the future/
errbody after me calamity is the future!/

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