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Rod Wave - Calabasas feat. E-40 (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rod Wave
Rod Wave
Vocals
E-40
E-40
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rodarius Green
Rodarius Green
Songwriter
Earl Stevens
Earl Stevens
Songwriter
Jonathan Castenada
Jonathan Castenada
Songwriter
Tyreece Faison
Tyreece Faison
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gitt Fai
Gitt Fai
Producer
Jon C
Jon C
Producer

Lyrics

Rod Wave Winners Circle Yeah We take trips to Calabasas, yeah, to clear my mind I remember when we didn't have shit, yeah, but now we shine You gotta forgive me, yeah, if you feel I'm too much Please forgive me, you gotta forgive me, yeah, whoa We take trips to Calabasas, yeah, to clear my mind I remember when we didn't have shit, yeah, but now we shine You gotta forgive me, yeah, if you feel I'm too much Please forgive me, you gotta forgive me, yeah, whoa And it was all a dream, tryna get it out the mud On the North with Lil Kareem, tryna kick it with the thugs 'Member way before the rapping, in my cell, feeling stuck In my feelings, tryna figure out if I'd see 21 'Member stolen car crashes just to end up on the news Now it's trip to Calabasas and I brought the whole crew Me and Sean seating at a table, plotting, tryna make it Daddy went to prison, mama trippin', we got separated You know it's RIP Lil Bang, I wish I ain't feel this pain no more Gave Lil Chaz a dub, that thug shit don't feel the same more You know it's rest in peace and free all my niggas, Reem, call me, nigga When you come home, we gon' ball, my nigga 'Til we fall, my nigga We take trips to Calabasas, yeah, to clear my mind I remember when we didn't have shit, yeah, but now we shine You gotta forgive me, yeah, if you feel I'm too much Please forgive me, you gotta forgive me, yeah, whoa We take trips to Calabasas, yeah, to clear my mind I remember when we didn't have shit, yeah, but now we shine You gotta forgive me, yeah, if you feel I'm too much Please forgive me, you gotta forgive me, yeah, whoa I love my city but I had to get next to the money And get established ('Stablished) Came a long way from selling that goop And dropping off hella packages (Packages) Raised in the trenches palbearing, carrying hella caskets (Caskets) Underground rapper, underrated, with a method to my madness (Madness) Growing up in the ghetto was nothing short of unforgettable (Uh) Horrific scenes, helicopters, people get flew to the hospital (Uh) Pullin' up to my estate ('State), security guard at the gate (Gate) Golf and a manmade lake (Lake), celebrities stay where I stay (Stay) You can always tell (Always tell), when you're livin' lavish, y'all (Y'all) Ain't no streetlights (Ain't no streetlights), or no sidewalks ('Walks) You can miss me (You can miss me), with all that side-talk (Talk) Please forgive me (Please forgive me), if you don't see me in the fall We take trips to Calabasas, yeah, to clear my mind I remember when we didn't have shit, yeah, but now we shine You gotta forgive me, yeah, if you feel I'm too much Please forgive me, you gotta forgive me, yeah, whoa We take trips to Calabasas, yeah, to clear my mind I remember when we didn't have shit, yeah, but now we shine You gotta forgive me, yeah, if you feel I'm too much Please forgive me, you gotta forgive me, yeah, whoa
Writer(s): Earl Stevens, Rod Green, Jonathan Castenada, Tyreece Faison Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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