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Artiste : Calboy
Titre : Dying to See
(St00pid)
(Ayo, Shoki, this go crazy)
Woo (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hey)

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 shit´ll get grim (Hey, hey, yeah, yeah, uh, uh, uh)
Stood on that business, I done it for real (Oh, oh)
Put shit together and keep it together (Oh)
I step on a nigga, 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 like Wakai and he ain´t even got the keys (Oh, oh)

How you comin´? I´m tryna see
Come fuck with me, live your wildest dreams

I kinda fuck 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
Bitch, hop in that striker, I´m dyin´ to see (Oh, oh)

She know I´m lit, so she gon´ fuck 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 damn 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, bitch, 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 niggas chicken dinner? (Oh-oh, oh, oh)
We pop out at them shows and send them shots all through your splinter (Oh, oh)
Bitch, it´s Cal the Wild, I been dropped shit 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 nigga, ain´t tryna brag
But I´ma go get it and find the check (Oh, oh)

These bitches be regular and thinkin´ they bad
How you don´t see all these diamonds wet? (Oh, oh, oh)
I hope a lil´ nigga ain´t thinkin´ it´s that
The first nigga tried, he dyin´, he stretched (Oh, oh)

How you comin´? I´m tryna see
Come fuck with me, live your wildest dreams
I kinda fuck 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
Bitch, hop in that striker, I´m dyin´ to see (Oh, oh)

Oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh