Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song My Calling , by - PRhyme. Release date: 15.03.2018
Song language: English
My Calling |
| Ready? |
| Yeah |
| I was told by god to bar rap |
| I thought he meant go to bars, buy bottles and all that |
| As far back as I care to remember I been very stupendous |
| Birds flockin', coppin' furs, watching canaries pigeons |
| I reinvented after I quit and buried the image |
| Uncle Joe told me «take care of your business» |
| Hoes know me, I’m the only nigga famous in the D, you still the C |
| On the block ballin', ask her am I callin' |
| So you know my bitches wide bodied |
| My whip is wide bodied |
| Religion, god got it |
| I walk up in here like: |
| This is my party |
| Getting these hoes' numbers like |
| This is my calling |
| My calling |
| Easy to be criticizin' the music, comparing number |
| Or making America great again, wearing rompers |
| I ran bundles for that clown, I can’t mumble |
| Or stand stumble, I sat down, I stand humble |
| PHryme |
| Take the boxing gloves off |
| Hand 'em for the god |
| We do it for the music |
| 'Cause I rise to the top, then I lay it down flat |
| PHryme |
| Take the boxing gloves off |
| Hand 'em to the God |
| We do it for the music |
| 'Cause I rise to the top, then I lay it down flat |
| I’m what you call a boss |
| I buy the booth then do the toast |
| I don’t flock though, I inspire the youth, do the most |
| Lemon pepper wings from Hooters flow |
| The coolest though |
| I swing on you quick if you missed you the hoe |
| I come from the school of hard knocks, only the students rose |
| Sippin' from a calist that’s Michigan College, blue and gold |
| Feel like I belong here, though I’m labeled as garbage |
| A ballplayer was maybe my calling |
| Maybe I was made for tricking dollars and misbehavin' in Starlit’s |
| Breaking a misses heart with her sister and maid of honor |
| She’s conflicted 'cause she watches me go out in the streets, and lose the very |
| same respect |
| She witnessed me making honor |
| And I got all this stuff, but I’m stuck being alcoholic bruh |
| All mixed up, like Aunt Jemima |
| My pants cost a thousand |
| They made by designers with names I done forgot 'cause I can not pronounce them |
| And all my bitches wide bodied |
| My whip is wide bodied |
| Religion, god got it |
| I walk up in here like: |
| This is my party |
| Calling my sidechick up like |
| This is my calling |
| My calling |