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calendars - duvy lyrics

[verse 1]
i could pop out, different gun for everyday of the week
bro thinks they see a k!ller in his eyes, he took a face off of him
monday to sat*rday, i was plottin’ about a k!ll
on sundays, supposed to be prayin’, but sh*t, i rather drill
i see you stuck on social media
tryna find out a n*gga hit you searchin’ all on wikipedia
we livin’ hungry, my opp, he died in front the grocery store
the way i’m thuggin’, i’m born for this, like i’ve been here before
bad habit, i don’t answer no phone, i leave my phone up on a drill
rob a n*gga for his bread, yeah, that’s a full*course meal
i ain’t tryna catch no case, but i’m out here movin’ likе there’s no rules
my hеad so hot, you can’t tell me to be bool
they ain’t really down for you, they’d rather post “free you”
i was tryna focus on the good, but it made no sense
slangin’ pistols in the trenches with my brothers
that’s the motion, i thought i told you?
you know i never ask you for much, but you gon’ say i owe you

[bridge: duvy & aisa]
everyday i wake up was like the same day, i do the same thing, i grind
calendars, gone, been doing calendars
monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, sat*rday, sunday
monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, sat*rday
mm*mhm
[verse 2]
on monday, probably say, “f*ck everyday”
tuesday to thursday, i’m on bullsh*t, tryna get ’em gone
on friday, probably thinkin’ that i know i’m movin’ right
mimosas at brunch ’cause you just wanna talk ’bout life
i ain’t never slept, yeah, so to me it’s still noon
mama told me, “death come in the threes”, but i’m tryna k!ll two
baby, welcome to my life
it’s a war inside a war, had my mind f*ckin’ with me
i pass some money at the store, just that same younging askin’
you said, “a lil’ fraction” but i love you, sh*t, you actin’
when i get angry, i think my partners tryna blast me
ahh*ahh
i know there’s still some tension, put it all to the side
i went to panama for three days, tryna clear my mind
face shot, but he ain’t die, i bet that n*gga blind
took me ’bout seven hours to have a show in tallahassee
i ain’t your normal rapper

[outro: duvy, aisa & both]
you know how i wrap n*ggas, man
don’t play yourself
southside sh*t, man
long live my bloodies, r.i.p. all my bloodies
i wish you was f*ckin’ here, man, yeah!
everyday i wake up, was like the same day, i do the same thing, i grind
calendars, gone, been doing calendars
monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, sat*rday, sunday
mm*mhm
monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, sat*rday
mm*mhm
[extended outro]
check out my past, like how the f*ck it turn like this?
i don’t really be thinkin’ ’bout it
but when you told me i knew that i was on some sh*t
i was on some sh*t (i was on some sh*t)
bah! bah! bah!
bl**dy, how the f*ck you leave me with some fake n*ggas?
lost for words, speaking to myself, i ain’t got sh*t to say
mm*mhm, mm*mhm, mm*mhm
ab, turn me up, brodie

- duvy lyrics

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