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Artiste : Money Man
Titre : Calculated
(Are you serious right now?)

I cannot lie, man my life is disturbing
Why they take Sosa? I swear I was hurting
Why they take Lil´ Man? I swear I was hurting

Some people use you, they only a burden
We smackin´ shit, I´ma go´n and confirm it
My youngin fourteen, he gon´ slide with a permit
My girl naturel, bitch, you better not perm it
Bought her a Patek, she really deserve it
Investments, you gotta shape your environment
Protected, we solvin´ problems with violence
Put you in Saint Laurent, now you inseperated
I´m a genius, you know I think calculated
I got demons, at late night, I gotta face ´em
Only profit ´cause all them cards not gon´ make it
I´m in France, I go ball like I´m Wembayana
Got a mixed bitch, she look like a Black Kitana
I be thumbin´ and thumbin´ and countin´ commas
Go and ask her, I spoil my baby mama

I get bloodthirsty, no, I´m not sparin´ robbers

I get gun happy, damn, I keep buyin´ choppers
I need new addies ´cause I keep sendin´ plastics
Got a new baddie, I like to touch her assets
I can´t live shabby, had to go cop a mansion
I be toe taggin´, hit stick, I´m swingin´ branches
Take a bank out, you know I hit thirty branches
In a highrise, I´m coolin´ with thirty dancers
Know her type, she can´t be wife
One night girl, you just get piped
Might show her off like fuck my life
Can´t believe I almost died
Heard the bad news, my daughter was cryin´
Touch my fam´, somebody dyin´
Hateful, niggas got hate in they heart
Painful, nigga, when that F&N spark
Gainin´, listenin´ to em describin´ them charges
Slingin´ that lick if I can´t get charged

Never turn my back on none of my dogs
Forever, I´ma be down for my squad

I cannot lie, man my life is disturbing
Why they take Sosa? I swear I was hurting
Why they take Lil´ Man? I swear I was hurting
Some people use you, they only a burden
We smackin´ shit, I´ma go´n and confirm it
My youngin fourteen, he gon´ slide with a permit
My girl naturel, bitch, you better not perm it
Bought her a Patek, she really deserve it
Investments, you gotta shape your environment
Protected, we solvin´ problems with violence
Put you in Saint Laurent, now you inseperated
I´m a genius, you know I think calculated
I got demons, at late night, I gotta face ´em
Only profit ´cause all them cards not gon´ make it

I´m in France, I go ball like I´m Wembayana
Got a mixed bitch, she look like a Black Kitana
I be thumbin´ and thumbin´ and countin´ commas
Go and ask her, I spoil my baby mama

Go and ask her, I spoil my baby mama