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Selling Drugs in Calabasas Video (MV)




Performed By: Kay Taka
Language: English
Length: 2:25
Written by: Keenan Oliver




Kay Taka - Selling Drugs in Calabasas Lyrics
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It's the young goon
Who doesn't have any focus
My soul is golden
So is the chick that I'm holding
The ring that is frozen
I'm Frodo when toking
I know that you noticed
I know that I'm holding
Back on my motives
Attack and explode this
My stress is enormous
We used to be homeless
Relax where the shore is
I know where your hoe is
Kush clouds that we soar in
Juice that is orange
You wish that you weren't
Your life is so boring
I live where I dream of
Begin what scheme up
I eat dinner with divas
And my liquid in liters
Fast cars like we cheetahs
And my bitch is the sweetest
Tell me I need her
But I never believe it
The money, always deplete it
Funny, I know that I need it
They never could see it
T Brady defeated
Down to earth, I'm so feeted
Me and Jaden the realest
That's my brother, no Helix
I hope my mother can feel this
Get her a house in New Zealand
I need a car with no ceiling
I got a broad with no feelings
See stars like no ceilings
We eating good, so we healing
Keep my chakras revealing
All the thoughts I've been fearing
Crack demons like dealing
Crack beats like dilla
Crack hearts like feelings
Crack heads like feigning
We in the dark like demons
I'm in a park where trees is
He writing art like he Jesus
Growing large like seedlings
We on the charts like seed links
We've come far from cheez-it's
Free lunch and field trips
I'm saying f*ck you and mean it
Like Lebron James in Cleveland
I give my promise and keep it
If being honest, I resent
All the gardens I'm reaping
I'm sowing harvest for seasons
I'm an artist with Reasons
I got Logic with Pro-Tools
I'm queueing base for the heathens
I'm not Ma$e, never leaving
Bite my game like they teething
I teach a lame how to be begin
Or just something to believe in
If he end up not breathing
Life a test, what's the meaning
Why we acting like angels
And why we speaking like demons
Cause I'm a G, keep my trees lit
And my knees where the trees is
That boy came from the dirt
He rose up like he Jesus
I need a Rose like I mean it
A hotel in Ibiza
Cologne from Rome
And a phone with new features
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It's the young goon
Who doesn't have any focus
My soul is golden
So is the chick that I'm holding
The ring that is frozen
I'm Frodo when toking
I know that you noticed
I know that I'm holding
Back on my motives
Attack and explode this
My stress is enormous
We used to be homeless
Relax where the shore is
I know where your hoe is
Kush clouds that we soar in
Juice that is orange
You wish that you weren't
Your life is so boring
I live where I dream of
Begin what scheme up
I eat dinner with divas
And my liquid in liters
Fast cars like we cheetahs
And my bitch is the sweetest
Tell me I need her
But I never believe it
The money, always deplete it
Funny, I know that I need it
They never could see it
T Brady defeated
Down to earth, I'm so feeted
Me and Jaden the realest
That's my brother, no Helix
I hope my mother can feel this
Get her a house in New Zealand
I need a car with no ceiling
I got a broad with no feelings
See stars like no ceilings
We eating good, so we healing
Keep my chakras revealing
All the thoughts I've been fearing
Crack demons like dealing
Crack beats like dilla
Crack hearts like feelings
Crack heads like feigning
We in the dark like demons
I'm in a park where trees is
He writing art like he Jesus
Growing large like seedlings
We on the charts like seed links
We've come far from cheez-it's
Free lunch and field trips
I'm saying f*ck you and mean it
Like Lebron James in Cleveland
I give my promise and keep it
If being honest, I resent
All the gardens I'm reaping
I'm sowing harvest for seasons
I'm an artist with Reasons
I got Logic with Pro-Tools
I'm queueing base for the heathens
I'm not Ma$e, never leaving
Bite my game like they teething
I teach a lame how to be begin
Or just something to believe in
If he end up not breathing
Life a test, what's the meaning
Why we acting like angels
And why we speaking like demons
Cause I'm a G, keep my trees lit
And my knees where the trees is
That boy came from the dirt
He rose up like he Jesus
I need a Rose like I mean it
A hotel in Ibiza
Cologne from Rome
And a phone with new features
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Writer: Keenan Oliver
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