caleb in venice - nowadays lyrics
(intro lil baby interview)
(ohh does you write
does you write?)
i’m punchin’ in everytime
i don’t think i ever wrote nothin’
(you just)
i’m punchin’ in
like freestylin’
than i don’t really rap but like
see what i do is
i might not rap for 3 months
in a row
like
not one day in the studio
you know like, feature for the money
but like everyday i don’t rap
so i really have to do sh+t to rap about
(caleb in venice chorus)
nowadays i can’t have friends
baby i want ends
i can’t do all this cappin that’s on the gram
don’t hit my dm’s with comments or all that spam
i know what you is
you probably is just a ham
i be on my 2 seater
baby gettin’ lit
i don’t do no champagne
last time i did
i еnd up with a buzz cut
i can’t remember sh+t
you just got attachеd
(little b+tch there’s no attachments)
i don’t do no ends
i don’t do no ends
(there’s no more ends)
i don’t do fake friends
i don’t do fake friends
don’t shine
meet me in the middle baby i can’t do no lies
i swear i told your ass that shh like a hundred times
nowadays
nowadays
they want me to change
baby i can’t change
is it f+cked up that i don’t feel no pain
maybe there’s a reason why i’m ducked behind the..(aye)
(justice verse)
how i move the way i move cause i’m smarter
oo i’m wax
oo i’m sauce
oo i’m tarter
oo i’m drip
oo i’m fashion
oo i’m harder
you
broke up with your man
cause i’m harder (baby)
so i doubled up
went up all my numbers
had to quit the phone talkin’ to me
cause they dummies
b+tch stabbed me in my back
so i looked back at it like
d+mn matter fact
i just did it all
i just wanna ball
i just wanna take you to the four seasons
not the mall
four locos on your nightstand
baby goin’ crazy
i just did the dash in a jag goin’ 80
ahhh
that money’s hard to gain
(no it’s not baby get inside your bag)
20 22 i better not wear no mask
f+ckin’ with me
get me p+ssed off
do the dash
act with me, don’t ask
been a lot of things baby
but i don’t brag
(caleb in venice chorus)
nowadays i can’t have friends
baby i want ends
i can’t do all this cappin that’s on the gram
don’t hit my dm’s with comments or all that spam
i know what you is
you probably is just a ham
i be on my 2 seater
baby gettin’ lit
i don’t do no champagne
last time i did
i end up with a buzz cut
i can’t remember sh+t
you just got attached
(little b+tch there’s no attachments)
i don’t do no ends
i don’t do no ends
(there’s no more ends)
i don’t do fake friends
i don’t do fake friends
don’t shine
meet me in the middle baby i can’t do no lies
i swear i told your ass that shh like a hundred times
nowadays
nowadays
they want me to change
baby i can’t change
is it f+cked up that i don’t feel no pain
maybe there’s a reason why i’m ducked behind the..(aye)
(justice outro)
and i did that dirt
b+tch i’m raw
catch me outside
still hangin’ with the dogs
(aye)
keep it dental way i floss
(aye)
it’s incidental what you loss
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