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calboy - dying to see lyrics

[intro]
(st00pid)
(ayo, shoki, this go crazy)
woo (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hey)

[verse 1]
went and got me some motion, they knowin’ i’m him
jump in that water, i hope you can swim
i’m from that wild, know that sh+t’ll get grim (hey, hey, yeah, yeah, uh, uh, uh)
stood on that business, i done it for real (oh, oh)
put sh+t together and keep it together (oh)
i step on a n+gga, it is what it is (hey, oh, oh)
for that money, why i pray for a halo when i’m rockin’ out with my demons
i remember them nights me and brodie had whole pounds, had to pull up and leave (uh, oh, oh)
brodie said, “no, i ain’t thinkin’ ’bout leavin'”
i’m not sorry, you know how i be
and pray my lil’ shooter be shy, but shoot likе wakai and he ain’t even got thе keys (oh, oh)

[chorus]
how you comin’? i’m tryna see
come f+ck with me, live your wildest dreams
i kinda f+ck with what you’re tryna dream
she gave me head, gave me time to think (oh, oh)
it’s only me who i’m tryna be
who want this smoke? ’cause i’m dyin’ to see (oh, oh)
you wanna slide, better try discreet
b+tch, hop in that striker, i’m dyin’ to see (oh, oh)
[verse 2]
she know i’m lit, so she gon’ f+ck up these chanel shoes
wrote on my napkin tellin’ me meet her in the bathroom
i’m missin’ meetings, i’m runnin’ late, gotta hop on d+mn zoom
i’m optimistic, don’t speak on me ’cause you’ll be dead soon (oh, oh)
i know you heard it in the streets, b+tch, i’m a winner (oh, oh)
and they remember, lord, forgive me, i’m a sinner (oh, oh)
how they gon’ beef when most them n+ggas chicken dinner? (oh+oh, oh, oh)
we pop out at them shows and send them shots all through your splinter (oh, oh)
b+tch, it’s cal the wild, i been dropped sh+t off in the blender
go against the grain, i know you’re bound to catch a splinter
rollin’ up a pound of donut, blunt taste like vanilla
i see the realest when i’m starin’ in the mirror (oh, oh)
yeah, she just wanna ride, then i’m buyin’ a bag
come from the slums, now she flyin’ on jet
i been that n+gga, ain’t tryna brag
but i’ma go get it and find the check (oh, oh)
these b+tches be regular and thinkin’ they bad
how you don’t see all these diamonds wet? (oh, oh, oh)
i hope a lil’ n+gga ain’t thinkin’ it’s that
the first n+gga tried, he dyin’, he stretched (oh, oh)

- calboy lyrics

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