Calvary Kylan – Running Business

Calvary Kylan – Running Business Lyrics

Artist: Calvary Kylan
Song: Running Business

Uh, uh, uh, uh
Hold on, what the f#ck?
They yell “Kylan, you be wildin'”
Ayy, all these b#tch #ss n#gg#s wan’ clique up with others, you heard me?

You know what that sh#t come with, that sh#t come with murder ’round here
Ayy, uh, stand on that business when you see me [Uh, yeah
We don’t
My cousin a big crip, been walkin’ round sh#t just like a smurf

And we got .556, lie to the people, like “It’s NERF”, ayy
Don’t speak on that business, just go put one in the dirt
My b#tch, she runnin’ business, got that strap tucked in her purse
He said he might bust

I don’t give a f#ck, the whole city, they don’t likе us
See dick all in her kitty, know I’m with it, they won’t strike us
Free lil’, not thе setup, police keep tryna indict us
This a SRT, I whip that b#tch just like a monster truck

Runs in the street, this sh#t keep getting deep
I be staying in my lane so just keep me out your beef
And I’m praying for a change but they don’t wanna talk to me
Told my brothers keep the law far or else I’ll be six feet underneath

Uh, they don’t know me, so sh#t, stop talking like you do
I be writing all my paintings, spit that sh#t all in the booth
Better yet, I speak the truth, he talk too much, put him on mute
And lil’ said he gang, but sh#t, I barely know you [I don’t know

I’ma talk my sh#t regardless, when I step out from the building
He got them, sh#t, we broke into the ceiling
We got Glock press, we got Smith’s and he gon’ run soon as I hit it
Came in this b#tch with it, you want smoke? Step off the building

This a ARP, it hit his head and it’s gon’ f#ck him up
We sliding through tryna catch something, if he outside then he f#cked up
It’s a .223 on the end of that lil’ drum and it’s gon’ slug him up
I’ma rock out the whole .30 if he tryna buck up, make him shut up

I’m on that type of timing with lil’ Kylan, he be tryna slide
I’m talking sneak that iron and push his mind, he swear that he ain’t fine
Smoking Zaza up in Houston while his main b#tch give me mind
I’m talking, catch that rapper out, take his chain off him, make it mine

He done run out of time
We out of line, my new b#tch, she a dime
I bet that sprinter take his life, I’m talking hollow bullets flying
He on that nine to five, I been getting money, n#gg#, since I was nine

We hit that opp block with them nine’s, with an opp thot and she fine
Okay, come correct
You ain’t step on sh#t, b#tch, you been lying
I’m stepping out of Saks, he don’t give a f#ck if he was slimed

I don’t give a f#ck, the whole city, they don’t like us
If we don’t get him, we might miss him, b#tch, we can’t waste no more time
The opps out, side by side
.762 bullet’s make him fly, I say that all the time

We gon’ smoke that n#gg# like some ‘Za
My cousin a big crip, been walkin’ round sh#t just like a smurf
And we got .556, lie to the people, like “It’s NERF”, ayy
Don’t speak on that business, just go put one in the dirt

My b#tch, she runnin’ business, got that strap tucked in her purse
He said he might bust
I don’t give a f#ck, the whole city, they don’t like us
See dick all in her kitty, know I’m with it, they won’t strike us

Free lil’, not the setup, police keep tryna indict us
This a SRT, I whip that b#tch just like a monster truck
Uh, these n#gg#s say they gon’ walk us down, they ain’t on none of that [It’s on, rich gang, b#tch
Since y’all n#gg#s [Headshot gang, walk down gang

Time to walk ’round with blicks on us, sneak your
Can’t say too much, woah
f#ck ’em
They yell “Kylan, you be wildin'”

Ayy, ayy
Ayy, don’t speak on that sh#t, keep that sh#t down, silent
We really bought it, yeah
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Release Year: 2022