Keep Calm
All that flexin you've been doin ain't gon get yo ass a check
It's DJ Kay Slay, the drama king!
All that frontin you've been doin ain't gon earn you no respect
Money can't buy you respect!
Turn the lights on!
Pillow talkin with them hoes, you ain't even havin sex
So keep calm
'Cus all that loud shit only show them real niggas you don't really want it
So keep calm and get money
30 block, 30 rounds, AK 100+
Better know it's going down
Nigga think twice before runnin up
That old school my time machine
Hypnotize minds with that dynasty
I've been a hustler, I take the work and I beat the block like Rodney King
Back in the day I was in the streets
And the trippy life was just a dream
I was grinding hard, selling everything
My trap was jumping like bed springs
Water whippin in that hoe's house
Took in a bird, let's throw it down
I got that work 24/7
Nigga my shop don't close down
(Poppin up!)
I be hustling til the sun come up
(Poppin up!)
No handouts for none of us
These rap niggas ain't no dope boys, they just put it in they rhymes
Listen close to Juicy J, you might find out how to grind
(Poppin up!)
All that flexin you've been doin ain't gon get yo ass a check
So keep calm and get money
All that frontin you've been doin ain't gon earn you no respect
So keep calm and get money
Pillow talkin with them hoes, you ain't even havin sex
So keep calm
'Cus all that loud shit only show them real niggas you don't really want it
So keep calm and get money
Bitch I'm bout that, you ain't gotta doubt that
All you gotta do is put yo money where yo mouth at
One of us gon leave today
He gon die either way
I'm push er with that first take, 78
I fall where they need to be
More than they need be yet
Gonna call the competition, these niggas is in the way
Don't you know that in this night's longer than this
That's 'cause I'm cut from a cloth that no longer exist
Different life style, red top, white thous
When I got the bank it was hard to put the knife down
All black life, kitchen cook, crack life
I don't really know what yall bout, I'm bout that life
All that flexin you've been doin ain't gon get yo ass a check
So keep calm and get money
All that frontin you've been doin ain't gon earn you no respect
Keep calm and get money
Pillow talkin with them hoes, you ain't even havin sex
So keep calm
'Cus all that loud shit only show them real niggas you don't really want it
So keep calm and get money
I'm going in, I don't need a pen
Every time I sip my cup it cost me like 10
Hundred dollar swisha, take yo girl faster than Twista
Only come by god is when I'm lookin in the mirror
Red eyes, I devised a plan from hand to hand
I'm so fresh, I am like a walking mannequin
Right, got em lookin hella pants
I can traffic coco by the ambulance
One for me, I run the streets
Pockets on beams, my bitch petite
Talk is cheap but I won't buy it
Got some good pussy, I'm gon try it
All that flexin you've been doin ain't gon get yo ass a check
So keep calm and get money
All that frontin you've been doin ain't gon earn you no respect
Keep calm and get money
Pillow talkin with them hoes, you ain't even havin sex
So keep calm
'Cus all that loud shit only show them real niggas you don't really want it
So keep calm and get money
It's DJ Kay Slay, the drama king!
All that frontin you've been doin ain't gon earn you no respect
Money can't buy you respect!
Turn the lights on!
Pillow talkin with them hoes, you ain't even havin sex
So keep calm
'Cus all that loud shit only show them real niggas you don't really want it
So keep calm and get money
30 block, 30 rounds, AK 100+
Better know it's going down
Nigga think twice before runnin up
That old school my time machine
Hypnotize minds with that dynasty
I've been a hustler, I take the work and I beat the block like Rodney King
Back in the day I was in the streets
And the trippy life was just a dream
I was grinding hard, selling everything
My trap was jumping like bed springs
Water whippin in that hoe's house
Took in a bird, let's throw it down
I got that work 24/7
Nigga my shop don't close down
(Poppin up!)
I be hustling til the sun come up
(Poppin up!)
No handouts for none of us
These rap niggas ain't no dope boys, they just put it in they rhymes
Listen close to Juicy J, you might find out how to grind
(Poppin up!)
All that flexin you've been doin ain't gon get yo ass a check
So keep calm and get money
All that frontin you've been doin ain't gon earn you no respect
So keep calm and get money
Pillow talkin with them hoes, you ain't even havin sex
So keep calm
'Cus all that loud shit only show them real niggas you don't really want it
So keep calm and get money
Bitch I'm bout that, you ain't gotta doubt that
All you gotta do is put yo money where yo mouth at
One of us gon leave today
He gon die either way
I'm push er with that first take, 78
I fall where they need to be
More than they need be yet
Gonna call the competition, these niggas is in the way
Don't you know that in this night's longer than this
That's 'cause I'm cut from a cloth that no longer exist
Different life style, red top, white thous
When I got the bank it was hard to put the knife down
All black life, kitchen cook, crack life
I don't really know what yall bout, I'm bout that life
All that flexin you've been doin ain't gon get yo ass a check
So keep calm and get money
All that frontin you've been doin ain't gon earn you no respect
Keep calm and get money
Pillow talkin with them hoes, you ain't even havin sex
So keep calm
'Cus all that loud shit only show them real niggas you don't really want it
So keep calm and get money
I'm going in, I don't need a pen
Every time I sip my cup it cost me like 10
Hundred dollar swisha, take yo girl faster than Twista
Only come by god is when I'm lookin in the mirror
Red eyes, I devised a plan from hand to hand
I'm so fresh, I am like a walking mannequin
Right, got em lookin hella pants
I can traffic coco by the ambulance
One for me, I run the streets
Pockets on beams, my bitch petite
Talk is cheap but I won't buy it
Got some good pussy, I'm gon try it
All that flexin you've been doin ain't gon get yo ass a check
So keep calm and get money
All that frontin you've been doin ain't gon earn you no respect
Keep calm and get money
Pillow talkin with them hoes, you ain't even havin sex
So keep calm
'Cus all that loud shit only show them real niggas you don't really want it
So keep calm and get money
Credits
Writer(s): Jason Phillips, Richard Preston Butler, Tauheed Epps, Michael F. Hernandez, Jordan Michael Houston
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