Smoking cookie, get higher so they cant over look me 💯🖤

This song this bangs harder than some artists songs today lol

i hope he perform live soon. no matter where it is ill be there!

How does this song only have 20k, this song and video go mf hard! Keep up the good work

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Calen drops his first single "Bout To" produced by Stimp C. Leading up to his second official EP "Peace of Mine" on June 15, 2016

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Bout To

Calen releases his 2nd official EP "Peace of Mine"

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| Check out Dino Barge's latest track! | 'WHO I WAS' | FT: @calenraps | ART: Dino |
Lyrics:

[VERSE 1: DINO]

Uh,
Raised in a generation of clones,
Who rockin the same clothes,
They bought from the same stores,
Coppin the same flows,
Got bop from the same hoes,
That stopped by they lame shows,
Then flopped cuz that waves old,
I’ll stick out like a fat ass in a sundress,
She undressed then confessed she seen me on my conquest,
Goin hard she noticed,
But I ain’t who I used to be nah baby girl I’m focused,
Tryna get my money stretched from Dallas to Nacogdoches,
Pack of potions like I’m Professor Snape,
Mass hypnosis across the globe but when they slept I awake,
Or awoke,
N I pray,
For my growth,
Cuz I ain’t had the time to play since like the 4th grade,
I’m laid up in the ‘yo,
Uh,
Real shit for my real fans,
All the day ones,
Backwood to the brain,
It’s a high life like K. Vation,
Still makin plays gettin blazed while on PlayStation,
Used to have to vacate,
Now I’m livin life like vacation,

[HOOK: DINO & CALEN]

I ain’t who I was then,
So you don’t know shit bout me,
You ain’t my cousin, 
Damn sure ain’t no friend of me,
They’ll see us start buzzin,
& act like they wit the team,
Bitch you ain’t shit to me,
Now you just history,
X2

[VERSE 2: CALEN]

I used to want to whip a phantom to the opera,
A handshake with Obama,
A mansion for my momma, 
In love wit a prima donna,
Everything I used to rock was expensive and straight designer,
Now I’ll show up in this bitch in my pajamas, 
(Like What??!)
I got the coldest verses,
A young n that knows his purpose,
Below the surface,
I’m underground but I’m over workin,
Pops was always wise,
& he told me you never know a person,
Look me in my eyes for a moment and you would know I’m hurtin,
Teardrops on my notepad,
& I don’t wanna go back,
Waitin on my moment,
& I’m black it like I’m Kodak,
I been the boy you know that,
In a Michael Finley throwback,
My city is what raised me,
So it’s gone be where I blow at,
But I’m faded,
Respected before I’m hated,
Takin this shit from city to city like I was traded,
Remember when they played it, 
& they said I wouldn’t make it,
Now yo bitch want that autograph from Calen,
Yo it’s crazy ain’t it,

[HOOK: DINO & CALEN]

WHO I WAS (FT. CALENRAPS)

Long Way (prod. by accent)

So Good

Hold you down

The One

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LYRICS:

& There ain’t nothing I could say that ain’t been said forsure
So I’ll just say it in the way it could be best absorbed 
Check the score if I’m losing I’m proving less is more 
Swept the floor now my flow dirtier than before 
I know, my best foot’s the one stepping forward
God flow, these the type of raps that could bless the lord 
Had the metaphors then I metamorphed to my megaform
Passion in every chorus every story & every song 
In this world we all got rights, the right to get it wrong
Never had no guidance in life but somehow we should’ve known 
Half my niggas good but the other half of em good as gone
I miss the days of the cafeteria cookie cones 
Searching for my own every half a year it’s a different home 
Never got to feel like the Cavaliers up at Quicken Loans 
& see I’ve always had a fear of putting bitches on
So now I can’t fall in love cuz idk what she really want
I ain’t complaining I knew it came with the territory
But people change & then claim I changed & it paranoys me 
See I been holdin down since momma was barely forty
Told her I’ll bring Mo to yo town I promise I’m Barry Gordy 
Been working the all thru the night I just saw the sun glowing 
My girl been off of the white & I’m heavy blunt blowin’ 
Shit I might catch me a flight wherever Trump going 
Tell him that l came with the shits & take a dump on him 
All I see is L’s, fake news, & fake views 
Nobody’s real, it’s take twos & facetunes
Never forgetting my breakdowns in break-rooms
Cause they contribute to breakouts & breakthroughs 
Still with my niggas stayed round & stayed true
The ones against us was phased out by phase 2
They ask me how do u make it? I say I make do
You wouldn’t hate upon greatness if u was great too
But I ain’t trippin u not expected understand it  
I know I’m different they brought me here from another planet
Niggas turn to bitches from little money they rubberbanding 
So I’ll make double to down on the double standard 
Smokin loud, my lungs are bound to fill up w cancer 
Questions ain’t allowed if they raise some doubt & they tough to answer 
& I don’t mind u don’t like the sound if u love the grammar
These gangsta rappers the type to frown when they hug they grandma 
& I ain’t into pretending
Don’t need to be reinvented 
See this just me when I’m venting 
I told u leave but u didn’t 
So now I need the attention
This like a brief intervention
I’m quite the fiend for the vengeance 
Been finding schemes for the spinach 
U don’t recognize me?
I’m what’s deemed as the difference 
I turn the beef into chicken 
When they bring heat in the kitchen
I hear they speech when stiffens
I know u weak & u timid 
Holding grief in your grimace 
Like most, u easily offended
But hope gets frequently ended 
From no belief in a vision 
Been closely keepin’ attendance
Who rode for me & who didn’t 
Ain’t no trust, it dies when respect is gone
I’ve never shown my sick side this the hexagon
Put him in the schedule don’t got a stretcher to stretch him on
Beheaded him in Texas his arms & legs in Saskatchewan 
I heard the good die young, I’d rather die older 
Happy & sad at once, I think I’m bipolar 
Lookin’ for love in my eyes won’t find a iota 
Same ones that struggle with drive the ones I’m flying over 
Yo this my thang, forever spittin’ it’s hard stopping 
You’ll say my name next time u visit the bars topic 
Do the same things for bread, niggas carb copies 
Wanna C the D in the bed I give her hard copies 
The bell rung to become a legend u overslept
Yo tell Funk to setup the session before the flex
& as a youngin they always said u don’t know what’s next
But I know I am, nigga..

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