"Calculated Risks" lyrics
Demrick & Mike & Keys Lyrics
Take a calculated risk
Presi' on the wrist
I be at the gun range, nigga don't miss
No love for a bitch, flip the switch so quick
Hustle, get rich 'til I beat the mortic'
Take a calculated risk, yeah
Win some, lose some where I'm from
Win some, lose some where I'm from
I've been down, I've been up
Take an L and adjust
Lost some packs in the mail in a rush
That was little money to these milli's we 'gon touch
And I know who to call when I really need 'em in the clutch
No crutch, but they ride with me
So many envy, they 'gon try to stick me
My pipe smoking like a chimney, nigga slide the Henny
'Cause old habits die slow, that's why I lie low
Niggas looking for me like they trying to find gold
I roll one up and take the high road
Burning tracks like a pyro
Full time rap, but I trap on the side though
That's a side note
So when you call, watch your convo
Take a calculated risk
Presi' on the wrist
I be at the gun range, nigga don't miss
No love for a bitch, flip the switch so quick
Hustle, get rich 'til I beat the mortic'
Take a calculated risk, yeah
Win some, lose some where I'm from
Win some, lose some where I'm from
No risk, no reward
Nigga, I'm the one while they talking two, three, four
And I'm still pushing trees like a leaf blower
So many steps to success I've seen each floor
But I need more
From sleeping on that couch to the house with the Louis V decor
To flying private in the G4. Tell the pilot "detour"
I'm with a freak, she wanna peak before we de-board
(Haha)
Yeah I talk about my life while these niggas they just record
For real
Take a calculated risk
Presi' on the wrist
I be at the gun range, nigga don't miss
No love for a bitch, flip the switch so quick
Hustle, get rich 'til I beat the mortic'
Take a calculated risk, yeah
Win some, lose some where I'm from
Win some, lose some where I'm from
Presi' on the wrist
I be at the gun range, nigga don't miss
No love for a bitch, flip the switch so quick
Hustle, get rich 'til I beat the mortic'
Take a calculated risk, yeah
Win some, lose some where I'm from
Win some, lose some where I'm from
I've been down, I've been up
Take an L and adjust
Lost some packs in the mail in a rush
That was little money to these milli's we 'gon touch
And I know who to call when I really need 'em in the clutch
No crutch, but they ride with me
So many envy, they 'gon try to stick me
My pipe smoking like a chimney, nigga slide the Henny
'Cause old habits die slow, that's why I lie low
Niggas looking for me like they trying to find gold
I roll one up and take the high road
Burning tracks like a pyro
Full time rap, but I trap on the side though
That's a side note
So when you call, watch your convo
Take a calculated risk
Presi' on the wrist
I be at the gun range, nigga don't miss
No love for a bitch, flip the switch so quick
Hustle, get rich 'til I beat the mortic'
Take a calculated risk, yeah
Win some, lose some where I'm from
Win some, lose some where I'm from
No risk, no reward
Nigga, I'm the one while they talking two, three, four
And I'm still pushing trees like a leaf blower
So many steps to success I've seen each floor
But I need more
From sleeping on that couch to the house with the Louis V decor
To flying private in the G4. Tell the pilot "detour"
I'm with a freak, she wanna peak before we de-board
(Haha)
Yeah I talk about my life while these niggas they just record
For real
Take a calculated risk
Presi' on the wrist
I be at the gun range, nigga don't miss
No love for a bitch, flip the switch so quick
Hustle, get rich 'til I beat the mortic'
Take a calculated risk, yeah
Win some, lose some where I'm from
Win some, lose some where I'm from
