Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Calculated, artist - Money Man. Date of issue: 21.09.2023
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Calculated |
| I cannot lie, my life is disturbing |
| When they I swear I was hurt |
| When they took loom I swear I was hurt |
| Some people use you, they only a burden |
| Bitch makin' shit up, I’ma gon' and confirm it |
| My youngin' 14, he gon slide with the perm |
| My girl natural, bitch you better not perm it |
| Bought her a Patek, she really deserve it |
| Investments, you gotta shape your environment |
| Protected, we solvin' problems with violence |
| Put you in St. Laurent now you inseperated |
| I’ma genius you know I stay calculated |
| I got demons at late night, I gotta face 'em |
| Only profit cause all them cards not gon' make em |
| Im in France I go ball like I’m Wembayana |
| Got a mixed bitch she look like a black katana |
| I be thumbin' and thumbin' and countin' commas |
| Go and ask her I spoil my baby mama |
| I get bloodthirsty, no I’m not sparin' robbrs |
| I get gun happy, now I’m not buying choppers |
| I need new addies, cause I keep sendin' plastics |
| Got a new baddie, I like to touch her assets |
| I can’t live shabby, had to go cop a mansion |
| I be toe taggin', hitstick, I’m swingin' branches |
| Take a bank out, you know I hit 30 branches |
| In the highrise, I’m coolin' with 30 dancers |
| Know her type, she can’t be wife |
| One night girl, you just get piped |
| my life |
| Can’t believe I almost died |
| Heard the bad news |
| My daughter was cryin' |
| Touch my fam, somebody dyin' |
| Hateful, niggas got hate in they heart |
| Painful, nigga went in F and then spoiled it |
| Gainin', listenin' to em scribin' them charges |
| Slanging that, so I can’t get charged |
| Never, turn my back on none of my dogs |
| Forever, I’ma be down for my squad |
| I cannot lie, my life is disturbing |
| When they I swear I was hurt |
| When they took loom I swear I was hurt |
| Some people use you, they only a burden |
| Bitch makin' shit up, I’ma gon' and confirm it |
| My youngin' 14, he gon slide with the perm |
| My girl natural, bitch you better not perm it |
| Bought her a Patek, she really deserve it |
| Investments, you gotta shape your environment |
| Protected, we solvin' problems with violence |
| Put you in St. Laurent now you inseperated |
| I’ma genius you know I stay calculated |
| I got demons at late night, I gotta face 'em |
| Only profit cause all them cards not gon' make em |
| Im in France I go ball like I’m Wembayana |
| Got a mixed bitch she look like a black katana |
| I be thumbin' and thumbin' and countin' commas |
| Go and ask her I spoil my baby mama |