Keep Calm - DJ KAYSLAY, 2 Chainz, Jadakiss

All that flexin you’ve been doin ain’t gon get yo ass a check

It’s DJ Kay Slay, the drama king!

All that frontin you’ve been doin ain’t gon earn you no respect

Money can’t buy you respect!

Turn the lights on!

Pillow talkin with them hoes, you ain’t even havin sex

So keep calm

‘Cus all that loud shit only show them real niggas you don’t really want it

So keep calm and get money

30 block, 30 rounds, AK 100+

Better know it’s going down

Nigga think twice before runnin up

That old school my time machine

Hypnotize Minds with that dynasty

I’ve been a hustler, I take the work and I beat the block like Rodney King

Back in the day I was in the streets

And the trippy life was just a dream

I was grinding hard, selling everything

My trap was jumping like bed springs

Water whippin in that hoe’s house

Took in a bird, let’s throw it down

I got that work 24/7

Nigga my shop don’t close down

(Mafia!)

I be hustling til the sun come up

(Mafia!)

No handouts for none of us

These rap niggas 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!)

[Verse 2: Jadakiss)

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 gon die either way

I’m push er with that first take,

I fall where they need to be

More than they need be yet

Gonna call the competition, these niggas 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 thous

When I got the bank it was hard to put the knife down

All black life, kitchen cook, crack life

I don’t really know what yall bout, I’m bout that life

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 lookin 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 lookin hella pants

I can traffic coco by the ambulance

One for me, I run the streets

Pockets on beams, my bitch petite

Talk is cheap but I won’t buy it

Got some good pussy, I’m gon try it