PRhyme - My Calling lyrics

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PRhyme - My Calling lyrics

{Intro} Ready? Yeah {Verse 1} 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 flocking, copping furs, watches, canaries in pedants I reinvented after I quit and then buried the image Uncle Joe told me, “Take care of your business” Hoes know me, I’m the only ni-ga famous in the D you still see On the block balling, answering my calling {Chorus} So you know my bi–hes wide bodied My whip is wide bodied, religion, godbody, uh I walk up in here like this is my party Getting these hoes numbers like, this is my calling, uh, my calling, uh {Verse 2} Either they’re criticizing the music, comparing numbers 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 {Bridge} PRhyme Take the boxing gloves off Hand ’em for the gods We do it for the music Cause I rise to the top, then I lay it down flat PRhyme Take the boxing gloves off Hand ’em to the gods We do it for the music ‘Cause I rise to the top, then I lay it down flat {Verse 3} I’m what you call a boss, I buy the booth then do the toast I don’t floss though, I inspire the youth to do the most Lemon pepper wings from Hooters flow, the coolest though I swing on you quick if you misconstrue us ’cause you the hoe I come from the school of hard knocks, only the truest rose Sipping from a chalice that’s Michigan College, blue and gold Feel like I belong here, though I’m labeled as garbage A born-player which maybe my calling Maybe I was made for tricking dollars and misbehaving 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 make and honor And I got all this stuff, but I’m stuck being alcoholic, bruh Therefore I’m 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 {Chorus} And all my bi–hes wide bodied My whip is wide bodied, religion, godbody, uh I walk up in here like this is my party Calling my side chick up like this is my calling, uh, my calling, uh

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