Calvin's Story, Pt. 3

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Ots J Huncho

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But soon as he shot, the police had kicked in the door
This nigga fucked around, hit a cop, f*ck
Know that's my nigga Calvin
My nigga Calvin
Cali turned to Flo-Jo, hit that side door, smashing through the blocks
Duffel bag with bands, the gun in hand, like damn, I hit a cop
But Cali ain't tryna dwell, hell, that nigga just tryna get to the car
But he know he ain't seein' a jail cell, they catch him he goin' like Escobar
Let me POV it to Tory, she ran out the front of the crib
More police and more reinforcements, they all hopped out with a stick
They yellin' to get on the ground, she yellin' that's not what it is
They tellin' her ma'am do it now, she yellin' her man got killed
Her fucking man
Police walk up to her, tryna comfort her, askin' questions
He like, ma'am, how this happen
She like, we outside in the Lexus
We just came back from celebratin', nigga walked up, robbed then stretched him
He like, why was y'all celebratin'
She like, cause she found out she was pregnant (What the f*ck)
Asked to call her uncle, heard her voice, pulled up and got her
Pulled her off the scene, he like, what's poppin'
She like, Uncle Cali shot him
And he tried to get me too, but that nigga missed and hit a coppa
Now Unc puttin' 200 racks on Cali head and everybody plotting
Two weeks later, Cali posted at the stash house
Smokin' blunts with some racks out, to the left of him got a Mack out
Heard a
Two niggas kicked in the crib, both with the masks down
Cali in the side room, they ran right past him, then he blew they ass down
Shot one of them boys from behind, other one turned around, blew his mind
Other one pleadin' for his life, Cali ain't say shit, kept firin
Heard a vibration on the floor, nigga had a phone, grab it what he find
It's a text from Unc, like, soon as y'all get that done, Ima pay the fine (The f*ck)
Now Cali thinkin' on his feet, he done text the number back
Like, Unc, shit is done, where we need to meet
Unc like, where y'all niggas get him at? Cali text, stash spot over east
Unc text, that's why I f*ck with y'all, meet me at the padlock in the Crease
Look at this, Cali went, got the drop, finna go put his brains in the street
Now Cali dressed in all black with a few straps headin' to the Crease
Cali pull up to the spot, but you know he lamping way up the street
It's about 4 a.m., Unc Benz drive by, now Cali out on feet
Soon as Unc hop up out the Benz right to his head, Cali put the heat
Unc had 200 racks in the bag, Cali like, that's all you can put on me
Cali grab the bag, walked him in the crib
First think he saw in there was his niece
Cali got a grin, oh, this shit is sweet, Cali talkin' bout, what's up, T
I need all the work & the cheese (right now)
Now Cali got the 200K, & like 60K worth of B's (Bricks)
Now Cali got the heat to they face, sayin' both y'all hit your knees (Bitch)
Unc wasnt goin', made a faulty move, Cali put a hole through his cheek
Tory got to yellin' that she pregnant, Cali hesitated for a second
Then he blew her ass in the sections
Sent a couple of them through they faces
Soon as Cali made it to the whip
Police got behind him, now this shit a chase
Cali doin' 130 on the way
Heart beatin' fast like today the day
He got six bodies plus one cop
He won't see a case, he gon' see the grave
Cali in the left lane, tryna hit the exit car start drifting
Got on the exit, finna turn, but it's like the tires on the street slipping
The laws catch up, hit a pit maneuver, Cali car start flipping
Calvin shit flipped eight times and my nigga died that instant
I miss my nigga Calvin, man that's my nigga Calvin, dam what the f*ck

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