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caleborate - contact lyrics

[verse 1: caleborate]
(yeah, uh)
i could feel the sin in my lungs
the magic in my skin
the weight on my heart
the flame on my pen
the chip on my shoulder that’s stacking on ten
the blunt in my hand help me run from my friends
oh you got a problem that sh+t happens often
shouldering that tryna chase my dreams it’s so exhausting
and i got haters tryna act like there ain’t
sh+t in they closet, well since we here imma empty mine out
let’s visit my house, no words really spoke
just me and aunty workin to dig ourselves out of holes
i wake up everyday and roll what i got left
and if i’m all out i know theres some on her shelf
i know that’s f+ckin low but f+ckin low is where i’m dwellin
i gotta make it now because if i don’t theres no tellin
i was twenty+four still sleepin on floors, sneakin girls in, still peakin through doors
they say i’m slatted to make it that’s not on this bank statement
but i never even hear them, real men stay patient
i been here 5 years grindin harder than you think man
so if pullin me down is even close to what you thinkin
just know i’m not afraid to die for the sh+t that i believe in
im gon stay forever you the one that’s gon be leavin
im gon be heatin up and you the one that’s gon be steamin
i realize when i wake my peace of mind might be in danger
i feel deep in my heart my biggest haters aren’t strangers
i feel they energy they judging me for claiming [?]
but it meant to me what oakland meant to [?] when he was fourteen
i don’t know see i’m defending sh+t that made me what you look at
shoutout to all the ones that show me love at all the cookouts
[chorus: caleborate]
and shoutout to the ones that accept me for me
and shoutout to the homie for selling me good weed
you might catch a contact if you f+ck around with me
aye shoutout to the ones that accept me for me
and shoutout to the homie for selling me good weed
you might catch a contact if you f+ck around with me (’round me)

[verse 2: kota the friend]
godspeed to the women that i f+cked with
grand rising to the only one that i lay up with
she in love with me and she don’t care about no money
my family say gold digging i just think it’s funny cause
she the only one that ever understood, i am a museum she just come and look
i am like a library she just came to read, she don’t judge the books
i be overseas we be h+lla shook
i be out for weeks at a time now
weeks turn months from apartment to a duplex
new day, new stretch
thinkin bout the past when, everything was bad
gotta baby on the way, a pregnant women on my ass
bout the feelings i don’t have and the bag i don’t got yet
felt like i was f+ckin up a few lives, trapped in my momma crib
baby, baby momma i was out of it
workin out the bas+m+nt, glad i made it out of there
i could move a mountain if i want to, i could make somebody dreams come true
i torch the struggle like it’s nothin new
i lit up the tunnel i take kota in the rain and we be dancin in the puddles and he love me like a fool
he taught me what is love feel like i could never lose even when this sh+t is rough
got a woman and she’s strong, and if we have a daughter i ain’t worryin at all
i know she gon be a queen cuz she followin her mom
[chorus: caleborate]
hey, and shoutout to the ones that accept me for me
and shoutout to the homie for selling me good weed
you might catch a contact if you f+ck around with me
so shoutout to the ones that accept me for me
and shoutout to the homie for selling me good weed
you might catch a contact if you f+ck around with me, yeah, yeah

- caleborate lyrics

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