Cal Scruby - GOOD DIE YOUNG

keep steady

Thought of You

TAKE CARE

End Up Gone

"it's not that deep"

NECK ON THE LOOSE

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Cal Scruby - NOSTALGIA

i been sleeping at my ex crib
On a mattress
In the kitchen
For 2 months
I'm driving Lyft and shipping packs
And still ain't been making too much
My main client done claimed fraud on 7 bands 
Its kinda funny that
My homie makin' 10 a day 
Finessing that same money app
My ex mama barely speak English, she from Sonora
When she was pregnant with her, she snuck her across the boarder
She walked in Friday night
And said she gon' break all my windows
Cuz she think I got a new bitch
And I'm living with her daughter
(Uh)
Now my whole life is thrown around in my trunk
Ain't my first rodeo, done lived inside the stu for some months
Be asking God on the regular to show what I need
Lately I been learning usually it aint what I want
Okay

(HOOK)
Faith can't correlate
Worry only worry us
Choose your character
Victim or a Warrior
I just dropped a album 
Buzzing round the globe and back
Bitch, how the fuck you judge my story
You don't even know my story bruh

Men lie, women lie
Sinners lie
Then we pray
Can't cry over little scrapes
Niggas die everyday
If I'm really made in your image
God, give me strength
Either way I know my pain 
Gon turn me Ernest Hemingway

Bitch I ain't for everybody
You don't like it?
Yo bad
Sleep wherever I can
Wonder why I'm no mad
Staying up and working hard for something that I don't have
Don't believe it come with joy so why I want it so bad

*best part*

It's me, Opi, Craig, Newz, Jasper, Moosa, Sam and Chris
Showin off our hearts
Tryna touch your hearts
Finna run some racks up in this bitch
When I wrote LFTFF I was off 2 xans 
And mixing Jack and gin 
When the repercussions got too tough
Better bet I took mine to my chin
Don't flex wit my re-up money
Just fill up my tank
And pay my note 
And hit the liquor store
I said I wasn't gon drink
Don't smoke weed (i do now)
But you can bet I got new vices to replace it
If you know but don't do better
Really who else can you blame?

(HOOK)
Faith can't correlate
Worry only worry us
Choose your character
Victim or a Warrior
I just dropped a album 
Buzzing round the globe and back
Bitch, how the fuck you judge my story
You don't even know my story bruh

Men lie, women lie
Sinners lie
Then we pray
Can't cry over little scrapes
Niggas die everyday
If I'm really made in your image
God, give me strength
Either way I know my pain 
Gon turn me Ernest Hemingway

10.25.19 (warrior)

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