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calboy – motorola lyrics

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[pre chorus]
i had some problems with sleep ’cause i had to fight with them demons
told my b+tch she gotta love me, she gotta f+ck 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 [?]

[chorus]
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 sh+t that i do [?] alone
cut a check for rapping, now i’m tryna flip a elbow

[verse]
keep that .30 with me, i can’t go like that, no h+ll 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 sh+t 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 h+llcat, i ain’t crash the whip
ayy, twelve behind me, then i’m blasting, i ain’t stashing sh+t
ayy, all my life boy, i been trapping, stacking chips

[pre chorus]
i had some problems with sleep cause i had to fight with them demons
told my b+tch she gotta love me, she gotta f+ck 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 [?]

[chorus]
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 sh+t that i do [?] alone
cut a check for rapping, now i’m tryna flip a elbow