4 Willem - Caleborate

HOOK

Okay The sun don’t shine everyday

The money don’t last when you broke

I don’t believe everything they say…

My life is like the election (uh)

Fuck it man

It caint get too much worse than this

Well

At least I’m not in the back of a Hearst and shit

But honestly

Society

Got me fucked up

I look at everything

And in my head I scream what the fuck

How the fuck am posed to not go insane

These kids love they twitter handle

More than they last name

They wanna hop inside that coupe

And drive up in that fast lane

But they ain’t never cut a yard

Or even cut they own main

Mayne

Whoops I think I’m in my mind again

I’m smoking man

I’m tryna to find my way

The block is hot

I call it lil Wayne

Cuz now a days manyne

It just ain’t the same

Aye!

You could lose your life on the block there

Or get trapped and raise ya baby

On welfare

Or work a retail job

Escape hell for a while

While you contemplate

Why this is your life now

Or you could boss up

And chase them dollars

Fix yo family

Escape yo prollums

Yeah

That’s the kinda shit I’m own

Fuck yo opinions

Bitch I’m grown

Look.

HOOK

The sun don’t shine everyday

The money don’t last when you broke

I don’t believe everything they say…

Yeah

I brought the heater

For my people

At the steeple

Smoking weed and playing FIFA

On they college campuses

Losing sleep

And barely eatin'

They gon hit ya phone

And

Tell you that you need to

Open up yah YouTube

U gotta see this new dude

He edify my soul

Like a nigga got some new shoes

He tell me shit like

They don’t run the world

You do

So make sure evrrybody in ya circle

Running wit you

Ya life is like ya car

It will do whatever you choose

Caint nobody make you do shit

This ain’t voodoo

Let me show you how to

Operate in this new school

Never let a nigga try to violate or use u

Keep a dark side for these hoes

Like dooku

I lost a friend last year I’m in a new mood

Staying in my room

And ever talking to you new dudes

Weird as fuck

Homie

I don’t wanna know what you do

I ain’t talked to my dad

In a minute I’m tryna stay coo

In the bay where niggas hate

If they don’t ever make it out

Maybe that’s why this shit so hard

And no one ever makes it out

Maybe that’s why my favorite

Rapper dropped an album

That was classic

But it didn’t get blastted

Cuz it lacked more slaps

Then I dropped

Shit changed

New sound

New wave

I was like A. I

I went and changed the whole game

Never once did they give credit

To the sport they now play

And now I lay in my room

With this joint everyday

I’m just asking for minimal stress

And peace in my mental

I’m blessed

But knowing I’m living with less

And that is the issue

In fact I’ll grab you some tissue

And tell you stories

U wish you had never heard

Or had witnessed

You never would want to have lived with

Like when they pulled out a pistol

And pointed it at my friend

No explanation for it

They just pulled the trigger on him

And word got back to his friends

And it got back to his mamma

The thought of seeing her crying

Could prolly give you bad karma

The thought of being a victim

My best friend got a daughter

If something happen to him

She gon face this life with no father

This shit is really real

Like really really fucking real for me

I put in all this fucking work

Still there ain’t no deal for me

It’s a possibility that if Idont blow lyrically

They’ll pull me over

Ask me for my name

And end up killing me

I know this shit is new to you

But for me it’s like a trilogy

That’s throwing off my energy

So I just turn to the beat

Thankful that it ain’t the street

Keep my feelings on discreet

Mobbing thru this industry

Never changing who I am

Chasing what I’m finna be

Doomed like the Kennedy’s

Hated like a killer bee

Fighting all that bullshit

A lion heart got into me

I got love for everyone but yet I still got enemies

HOOK