Temptations - Calos

Temptations - Calos

  • Year of release: 2018
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 3:56

Below is the lyrics of the song Temptations , artist - Calos with translation

Lyrics " Temptations "

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Temptations

Calos

Mixin toxins, Popping pills rid the pain

Money don’t buy happiness, suffer keeping me sane

Medulla Oblongata, takes the thoughts up in my brain

And twists em now I’m mentally methodic disarranged

I’m the

Cash blowin

Dab hitter, thats potent

Shade throwin

Rap spitter, ye knowin

Who I am, got the world up in my hands

If life is like a beach then I’m nowhere close to the sand

No one loved me so what, said all I need is the plan

When worse comes to worse your all you got in the end

Sleep as deep as I can, Melodic measures of Sam, Cooke

I got a problem, my soul controlled on command

Said I’m feeling like a King no Coretta

All I needed was a queen and I think I finally met her

Flowin colder than February rocking on a sweater

Now I might not have the confidence, but I’ll still do it better

Fast lane I’m going 60 in a 50

45 from a 40, 30 rack gettin tipsy

2 grams in the blunt, 20 bills in the blizzy

With a couple bad bitches all 10s from the city’s

Got a Squad full of legends, future rap game veterans

That pop off, the top spot, the only place I’m headed

Yeah that’s awesome

No I’m never stopping

Stacking up A Milli what’s a goon to a goblin

It’s that martians vs goblins, goons versus the crooks flow

Lemme educate yo ass but I don’t need no books tho

Change the flow up, slow it down, haters shook bro

Captain of the team, you know we ain’t got a hook tho

Who it is, it’s that C-A-L-O-S kid

Shouldn’t have to say it y’all know I’m the fucking best kid

Rappin is a hobby got them bars ain’t arrested

Imma keep on shinin, like the diamonds on my left wrist

I keep the heat bottled like a Molotov

Killin competition dumpin bodies gotta polish off

Write a verse, drop a track like a tomahawk

And Spit a 16 off the top like a monologue

Let’s get it poppin, flyest kid, but livin in Boston

I’m in the commons, shopping, Balenciaga watches

Ain’t in to comics, but flipping scripts pretty often

High like a rocket, crashing into a fucking comet

I’m Dedicated, put my blood and soul in my work

I’ve spent late nights in the studio, to show the world what I’m worth

Me and rapping go hand and hand, joint by the hip like a purse

Said I’m all about this rap shit, won’t stop till I’m in a hearse

Won’t stop till I’m in a benz

Won’t stop till I’m in a Rari

Won’t stop till I’m being played all around world at every party

Next up, we best, better than everybody

I always got the lead role, man fuck an understudy

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