Calistaxx - Perspectives (prod. DJ lobotomize) lyrics

{Verse one Calistaxx} f** your perspective I am a legend will smith with no weapon The coffin I walk In I'm coughing a dead end Respect it I'm reppin' the diemen Eye of the stallion Eat something Italian Then hit up the Brodie in Italy skyping He's really f**ed up I don't mind em Whats up pook Since you've been gone so long look what you did to me I feel like their tryna get rid of me Been good with my health im infinity and beyond Don't get me wrong I've been workin all night on my songs Hammy downs, puffin strong Goin' down climbing I'm climbing no donkey kong No princess I need me a queen repent that The fidgety feins I spit crack So gimme the green now get back I get the cheese with my beans on my plate Wrist work when I'm cutting up steak Cutting up state down I5 Favorite jam still bumpin 9 times What? Who's running it? No social media I Expedia idiots as they come my way I work hard what more can I say Above the brim it reads LA Grizzly county I pay to stay I'm Cali been about this rap sh** I paved the way f** the Giants Like my sh** why you lyin' I'm what's buzzin' don't be flyin' I stay focused miss my cousin all this smokin' feel like dyin' Pick up where I left off Stop thinking bout the bullsh** Trick now I'm head strong Spottie ottie dopealicious Food nutritious when I'm cookin' in the kitchen Flippin' burgers written murders on my iPhone perfect picture I'm just gettin' thoughts together in a sense i'm better Cleaver than you can imagine make it happen I'm just actin' acid droppin' packing cabbage average as an avid student in 8th grade {BREAK} {verse two Calistaxx} f** your depression enough to impress with Im countin' the seconds I woke up exactly what I went to bed in Neglecting the fact I'm not stressin' Let it set in My feet up Can't wait till I re-up Running it negative debit I'll sign where my credit is Live on my own leavin my premises Yea Calistaxx got a new crib Prolly got himself a new b**h Talkin' stupid actin foolish Mothaf**as I don't do sh** Little brother helped me move in Winning by law never losin In the Honda cutting corners baking soda WHIPPIN yola Now move it f** your depression I spend money on dumb sh** high out in public I'm saving up for that bread truck You still on that crumb sh** Rest in peace to pimp C I roll with the tuss-in f** that now I bust back f** rap but I write sh** Eyes twitch nice swift big boss moves don't bite this dick Round trip across the globe For the stars you know I'm bound to go Last year I made sum'n did two shows Did you know that I know the fact that my eyes low Let's back track no typo Last name is bravo The motto is still the same Going broke until i feel the fame Blowing up cause I fuel the flame God and never grief now that's a brilliant gang