Calvin Armstrong

Untitled (1/25/23 11:07 AM)

Calvin Armstrong
Untitled (1/25/23 11:07 AM)

14 Plays

25 Jan 2023

I'm tryna get filthy back to the streets, they're tryna just kill me I'm back to the beats, knocking me down I'm back to my feet they're taking a seat I'm back on the lease Wanna act silly know I got the heat Smokin on hillys we're back in the lead growing my greens I planted seeds by breaking new means I'm tired of dreams of who acts on my team shoot shots with a beam or smoke till they fiend Wait till I act up homie I'm masked up telling you back up I want my racks up double my cash up fill up my last cup I feel like past cuh Bro I wanna get far I ain't tryna fall gotta make it past par I'm building up walls maybe write a new bar I wonder who called I distanced myself won't fall for fake stars Whatchu tryna say speak on my daughter I'll spray ain't tryna just pray mf I'll leave you in disarray Act like I won't turn the page tryna pass all this rage ain't tryna feel stuck in a cage Look at my face your playing a dangerous game everything you've said is all the same I want fortune and fame flowers all on my grave i aint tryna act tame your spittin like lames shooting for headshots i aim for your brain blurred out vision im swerving through lanes homie im acting insane hard to detain wonder who dissin this shit that i gained when im up in a plane

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I'm tryna get filthy back to the streets, they're tryna just kill me I'm back to the beats, knocking me down I'm back to my feet they're taking a seat I'm back on the lease Wanna act silly know I got the heat Smokin on hillys we're back in the lead growing my greens I planted seeds by breaking new means I'm tired of dreams of who acts on my team shoot shots with a beam or smoke till they fiend Wait till I act up homie I'm masked up telling you back up I want my racks up double my cash up fill up my last cup I feel like past cuh Bro I wanna get far I ain't tryna fall gotta make it past par I'm building up walls maybe write a new bar I wonder who called I distanced myself won't fall for fake stars Whatchu tryna say speak on my daughter I'll spray ain't tryna just pray mf I'll leave you in disarray Act like I won't turn the page tryna pass all this rage ain't tryna feel stuck in a cage Look at my face your playing a dangerous game everything you've said is all the same I want fortune and fame flowers all on my grave i aint tryna act tame your spittin like lames shooting for headshots i aim for your brain blurred out vision im swerving through lanes homie im acting insane hard to detain wonder who dissin this shit that i gained when im up in a plane

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