Futuristic - Call Of Duty lyrics

[Verse 1 - Futuristic:] My family struggling, I gotta make all this money for them I don't pretend, everything that I say is some sh** that I seen or some sh** that I did I got arrested for getting too turnt at the bar with a couple of friends I spit on the cops, I eat turkey bacon, I really don't f** with the pigs I had a show the next day with like five-hundred people, you know that I jumped in the crowd I stepped on the stage, everything that I say, they repeat it, they yelling it loud If you ain't a b**h then name my dick Futuristic then keep my name out your mouth I got some n***as that shoot, that's Call of Duty, they aiming them things in your house, sheesh [Bridge - Futuristic:] I'm taking care of everybody in my squad Do your job, I got you, brah, I swear it ain't no prob' I hit the booth, I spit the truth and I don't take my watch I got no time for bullsh**, I'm recording and they can't make me stop [Verse 2 - Futuristic:] Yo, that's on my grandma's grave I ain't no slave, I'm doing my thang Created this lane, I paved the way Stay my lane, remain the same My bang is bang A crazy face you make [?] On the Gambino movie with some bangs to hang I started picking fruit like orangutang And telling stories 'bout a dream where babies made (Dude, what the f** is this n***a even talking 'bout, bruh?) Clapping for the wrong reasons You stink like a dog breathing Know I get more head than a salon She drooling like a toddler teething All these n***as hating on me Salty cause I'm all-seasoned I be going like every week Can't reach me like when you call Jesus (Hello?) Flow so cold my songs freezing Bars so sick they car sneezing Videos with a million views Selling albums in like all regions They know that I been fly Been fly like a bald eagle Yo shows is like recess That bell ringing and they all leaving [Pre-Hook - Futuristic:] I'm working off of every single thing I can I came too far, nah, I'm too close, they can't make me quit And anybody in my way is getting sprayed with Uzi's Watch me turn this independent rap to Call of Duty [Hook - Futuristic:] Call of Duty Call of Duty Watch me turn this independent rap to Call of Duty Call of Duty Call of Duty Watch me turn this independent rap to Call of Duty [Verse 3 - Castro:] Back again like I respawned This sh** ain't 'bout the biz, I don't respond Too much of a king to be punished And if you in my presence you are hanging around a gift Like a tree ornament Won't keep quiet got the piece on my hip If you pussies keep talking sh** Claiming you tight, won't hesitate to bust first I pre-cum in this b**h f** you pay me, I'm a jiggalo he comes to get rich And I'm just having fun with this sh** Finna blow like I didn't see the claymore They get paid more so I don't have to whip No Nissan down the strip Half Latin, half black [?] Ghost Recon in this b**h, wait Freeze, pause it real quick I don't even need the beat on when I spit Always giving it my 300 percent They want it, he got it They saw that he bought it [?] to get this And they probably wondering how the f** C started this sh** I don't even know how they think I rap, bring it back I'm a sing on it real quick like yeeeaaahhh (n***a, stop singing! Ahh!) [Hook - Futuristic]