Jadakiss Keep Calm Lyrics
Keep Calm by Jadakiss
Feat DJ Kayslay, Juicy J, 2 Chainz & Rico Love
[Chorus]
All that flexing you've been doing
Ain't gon'get your ass a check!
All that fronting you've been doing
Ain't gon'buy you no respect!
Hello, talkin'with those hoes,
You ain't even have them fix!
So keep calm, 'cause all that loud shit
Only showing real niggers you don't really want it!
Keep calm! Get money!
25-30 rounds, AK 100+
Better know it's going down
Nigger, think twice before running up!
That old-school is like time-machine
Hypnotize minds like dynasty
I've been the hustle, I take the work
I beat the block like Rodney King.
Back in the day I was in the streets
And the trip of life was just a dream
I was grinding the house, selling everything
I track the junk like bear springs
Water whipping in that hoe's house
Took in a bird, let's throw it down
I got that work 24/7
Nigger, my shop don't close down
(Mafia!)
I be hustling 'till the sun come up
(Mafia!)
No handouts for none of us!
These rap boys ain't no dope boys,
They just put it in they rhymes
Listen close to Juicy J,
You might find out how to grind
(Mafia!)
[Chorus]
Bitch I'm 'bout that, you ain't gotta doubt that
All you gotta do is put yo money where yo mouth at
One of us gon'leave today
He gonna die either way
I'm push her with that, first take, Steven A.
I fall where they need to be
More than they need be yet
Gonna call the competition, these niggers is in the way
Don't you know that in this night's longer than this
That's 'cause I'm cut from a cloth that no longer exist
Different life style, red top, white blouse
When I got the bank it was hard to put them dikes down
All black life, kitchen cook, crack life
I don't really know what y'all 'bout, I'm bout that life!
[Chorus]
I'm going in, I don't need a pen,
Every time I sip my cup it cost me like 10.
Hundred dollar swisha, take yo girl faster than twista
Only come by god is when I'm looking in the mirror
Red eyes, I devised a plan from hand to hand,
I'm so fresh, I am like a walking mannequin.
Right, got 'em looking hell of pants,
I can traffic coco by the ambulance
Vote for me, I run the streets!
Pockets on beams, my bitch's petite
Talk is cheap but I won't buy it
Got some good pussy, I'm gonna try it!
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
All that flexing you've been doing
Ain't gon'get your ass a check!
All that fronting you've been doing
Ain't gon'buy you no respect!
Hello, talkin'with those hoes,
You ain't even have them fix!
So keep calm, 'cause all that loud shit
Only showing real niggers you don't really want it!
Keep calm! Get money!
25-30 rounds, AK 100+
Better know it's going down
Nigger, think twice before running up!
That old-school is like time-machine
Hypnotize minds like dynasty
I've been the hustle, I take the work
I beat the block like Rodney King.
Back in the day I was in the streets
And the trip of life was just a dream
I was grinding the house, selling everything
I track the junk like bear springs
Water whipping in that hoe's house
Took in a bird, let's throw it down
I got that work 24/7
Nigger, my shop don't close down
(Mafia!)
I be hustling 'till the sun come up
(Mafia!)
No handouts for none of us!
These rap boys ain't no dope boys,
They just put it in they rhymes
Listen close to Juicy J,
You might find out how to grind
(Mafia!)
[Chorus]
Bitch I'm 'bout that, you ain't gotta doubt that
All you gotta do is put yo money where yo mouth at
One of us gon'leave today
He gonna die either way
I'm push her with that, first take, Steven A.
I fall where they need to be
More than they need be yet
Gonna call the competition, these niggers is in the way
Don't you know that in this night's longer than this
That's 'cause I'm cut from a cloth that no longer exist
Different life style, red top, white blouse
When I got the bank it was hard to put them dikes down
All black life, kitchen cook, crack life
I don't really know what y'all 'bout, I'm bout that life!
[Chorus]
I'm going in, I don't need a pen,
Every time I sip my cup it cost me like 10.
Hundred dollar swisha, take yo girl faster than twista
Only come by god is when I'm looking in the mirror
Red eyes, I devised a plan from hand to hand,
I'm so fresh, I am like a walking mannequin.
Right, got 'em looking hell of pants,
I can traffic coco by the ambulance
Vote for me, I run the streets!
Pockets on beams, my bitch's petite
Talk is cheap but I won't buy it
Got some good pussy, I'm gonna try it!
[Chorus]