Calm Down

[Intro]

My love is, working hard yadadamean?

My love is, working hard yadadamean?

[Verse 1]

I've been sitting on the charts like a beach chair

My last album spent 52 weeks there

Almost finished with the second, you should be scared

Storms coming you should go inside and prepare

No shortcuts, there ain't no cheats there

I brought the whole city out like a street fair, yeah

And fuck it, I'm the coldest white rapper in the game

Since the one with the bleached hair

Yeah, you love it when I talk shit

I get around, yeah I'm on my 2Pac shit

I kinda feel there's no girl I could not get

I'm not found at the function if it's not lit

Yeah, it's nothing that no one can tell me

I made it here dolo, nobody to help me

From the Bay, the birthplace of the hyphy

So bitch, come and say to my face you don't like me

[Hook]

My love is, working hard yadadamean?

My love is, working hard yadadamean?

My love is, working hard yadadamean?

My love is, working hard yadadamean?

[Verse 2]

It's like I'm always found where the troubles at

Drinking brown shit, now I'm off a cup of that

Your girl's on me, what's up with that?

If I like her, all this shit will really take is a double tap

Having visions of fucking an A-list singer, Kardashian, or a Jenner

But Ye's got Kim, Tyga swooped up Kylie

So there's one left watch me go get her

Yeah, they tell me calm down

Fuck that I'm too lit can't calm down

I'm so drunk right now I might fall down

And I don't give a fuck how boring do y'all sound

Up and down on a Wednesday

Then we do the same shit the next day

The next star out the Bay is Eazy

Yadadamean? For sho'

Yadadamean? For sheezy

[Hook]

My love is, working hard yadadamean?

My love is, working hard yadadamean?

My love is, working hard yadadamean?

My love is, working hard yadadamean?

[Outro]

My love is, working hard yadadamean?

My love is, working hard yadadamean?