Cali Made Feat Prophit (Remix 2)

I ain't stuff to make I've been building this life with these Cali made tools Fast lane thinker, backyard roots Dip in the cup with steel toe boots Bobble on the dash, blunt in the tray A contradiction, yeah, that Calliway Ooh, we Calli made some burning proud Talk with eyes, don't shout too loud Got fire in the gut My move fast, dreams build solid, not meant to crash From the bay to the desert, I paid that toll Still riding with love, still carry that soul Got a white fruit ride, cats in the crib, boys in the chat say I always dip But I'm grinding and vibing, sometimes in the sky Ask my tongue, juror, Tesla, why fly? They say profit gone, ghost again But I'm just chasing the moment, holding the pen It gets cold, we spark that flame Ain't no shame in this West Coast name we Cali made Truth in the fade Gold in the grit, hearts never strayed This ain't luck, it's just how we play