Rod Wave — Calvin.Cambridge

[Intro] (BOOGZY) [Chorus] And I was in the hood when it was all good We had three for the tens, trap niggas (Trap niggas) My lil' woadie just sold me a Rollie, he swore up and down, "It's one of these rap niggas" (Yeah, yeah, yeah) We flexin' and finessin', all my niggas on the same shit Nigga switched to rappin', all my niggas on the gang shit Youngest nigga ballin' hard like I'm Calvin Cambridge Youngest nigga ballin' hard like I'm Calvin Cambridge [Verse 1] Young nigga ballin' hard, pass the ball and I'ma shoot it (Shoot it) Bet I score, I swear I deserve a movie (Movie) Slide on his block and lil' bro start shootin' My niggas runnin', maneuverin' and movin' "Oh Lord, it's the chop out boys" (Chop out) Thеy said, "Oh Lord, it's the dumb out boys" (Dumb out) Money be my motivation еver since a young dude Niggas know the situation every time I come through (Come through) We was kickin' doors, nigga, you was in the house (Woah) We was sellin' soap every time we seen a drought (Skrr, skrr) Put the dope behind the stove, put the flame in the couch (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I don't love the ho, fuck the ho, in and out Bust in her mouth and then I get rid of you (Bye, bye) I been a fool ever since I was in middle school High school three, fuck tests, we gas up the mid I made my power move and been broke ever since But the hood ain't the same Niggas either gotta agree that they buried under or a judge gave 'em a jersey number I had to leave the trap, that ain't where it's at But if I make it with this rappin', I'm givin' back [Chorus] And I was in the hood when it was all good We had three for the tens, trap niggas (Trap niggas) My lil' woadie just sold me a Rollie, he swore up and down, "It's one of these rap niggas" (Yeah, yeah, yeah) We flexin' and finessin', all my niggas on the same shit Nigga switched to rappin', all my niggas on the gang shit Youngest nigga ballin' hard like I'm Calvin Cambridge Youngest nigga ballin' hard like I'm Calvin Cambridge [Verse 2] What you know 'bout stolos, trying to relax? Running wild with your strap, catching burglaries back-to-back (Boom) What you know 'bout JDC days, having blackouts and shit? (Yeah) It felt like RAW versus SmackDown and shit Niggas talking, hitting licks, and we plot for cocaine Fighting over snack time, ain't down on no games Locked down 'cause you're 'bout your check Don't wanna go to no program so you pray for house arrest (Oh, woah, woah) Shit ain't sweet, got yourself under oath In all blue clothes, nobody answering for me Reminiscin' on the days, the place you call home But shit ain't the same, everybody dead and gone It's all wrong Who would've known we'd lose niggas to the cell or the homicides? (Homicides) Who would've knew the grass is brown on the other side? (The other side) Would would've thought that we'd ever see the day? (Day) That sky's would be gray, other side of the gates [Chorus] And I was in the hood when it was all good We had three for the tens, trap niggas (Trap niggas) My lil' woadie just sold me a Rollie, he swore up and down, "It's one of these rap niggas" (Yeah, yeah, yeah) We flexin' and finessin', all my niggas on the same shit Nigga switched to rappin', all my niggas on the gang shit Youngest nigga ballin' hard like I'm Calvin Cambridge Youngest nigga ballin' hard like I'm Calvin Cambridge