Calvin's Story, Pt. 3

But soon as he shot, the police had kicked in the door This nigga fucked around, hit a cop, fuck 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 fuck) 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 fuck) 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 fuck 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 fuck