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Kal - Respect Lyrics



Kal - Respect Lyrics




"This kid Bellamy out of Georgia that was screaming at him to humble himself
The brother dropped forty-eight points in a national semi-final. I mean, really, humble yourself?"

Put some respect on my name
I make plays
(Quarterback, quarterback)
Y'all make claims, I make change
(Quarter-rack, quarter-rack)
I can't wait for the day
(Holding back, holding back)
When they say, "boy, you made it"

Headed to the crib, 'bout to cook a little something up that's 'gon make your day
Throw a little spice on it, girls like to whine on it
Yeah, they wanna call me "bae"
Sing along when my songs coming on
Hey DJ, better go press play
If you wanna talk a little shit, better back that up
Come and catch this fade

Are you done?
Never
Ima keep getting better
Sending shots, sending headers
Ima block, rim protector
Number one
I'm better
Any storm, I can weather
My life a movie, I'm director
I'm IRS, cash collector

Put some respect on my name
I make plays
(Quarterback, quarterback)
Y'all make claims, I make change
(Quarter-rack, quarter-rack)
I can't wait for the day
(Holding back, holding back)
When they say, "boy, you made it"
Put some respect on my name
I make plays
(Quarterback, quarterback)
Y'all make claims, I make change
(Quarter-rack, quarter-rack)
I can't wait for the day
(Holding back, holding back)
When they say, "boy, you made it"

Ima start a trend, call it motivation yeah
Me and all my friends, we'll be going places
Racking up the wins, we be Golden-Stating yeah
You be on the bench 'cause you always hating

Are you done?
Never
Ima keep getting better
Sending shots, sending headers
Ima block, rim protector
Number one
I'm better
Any storm, I can weather
My life a movie, I'm director
I'm IRS, cash collector

Put some respect on my name
I make plays
(Quarterback, quarterback)
Y'all make claims, I make change
(Quarter-rack, quarter-rack)
I can't wait for the day
(Holding back, holding back)
When they say, "boy, you made it"
Put some respect on my name
I make plays
(Quarterback, quarterback)
Y'all make claims, I make change
(Quarter-rack, quarter-rack)
I can't wait for the day
(Holding back, holding back)
When they say, "boy, you made it"
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"This kid Bellamy out of Georgia that was screaming at him to humble himself
The brother dropped forty-eight points in a national semi-final. I mean, really, humble yourself?"

Put some respect on my name
I make plays
(Quarterback, quarterback)
Y'all make claims, I make change
(Quarter-rack, quarter-rack)
I can't wait for the day
(Holding back, holding back)
When they say, "boy, you made it"

Headed to the crib, 'bout to cook a little something up that's 'gon make your day
Throw a little spice on it, girls like to whine on it
Yeah, they wanna call me "bae"
Sing along when my songs coming on
Hey DJ, better go press play
If you wanna talk a little shit, better back that up
Come and catch this fade

Are you done?
Never
Ima keep getting better
Sending shots, sending headers
Ima block, rim protector
Number one
I'm better
Any storm, I can weather
My life a movie, I'm director
I'm IRS, cash collector

Put some respect on my name
I make plays
(Quarterback, quarterback)
Y'all make claims, I make change
(Quarter-rack, quarter-rack)
I can't wait for the day
(Holding back, holding back)
When they say, "boy, you made it"
Put some respect on my name
I make plays
(Quarterback, quarterback)
Y'all make claims, I make change
(Quarter-rack, quarter-rack)
I can't wait for the day
(Holding back, holding back)
When they say, "boy, you made it"

Ima start a trend, call it motivation yeah
Me and all my friends, we'll be going places
Racking up the wins, we be Golden-Stating yeah
You be on the bench 'cause you always hating

Are you done?
Never
Ima keep getting better
Sending shots, sending headers
Ima block, rim protector
Number one
I'm better
Any storm, I can weather
My life a movie, I'm director
I'm IRS, cash collector

Put some respect on my name
I make plays
(Quarterback, quarterback)
Y'all make claims, I make change
(Quarter-rack, quarter-rack)
I can't wait for the day
(Holding back, holding back)
When they say, "boy, you made it"
Put some respect on my name
I make plays
(Quarterback, quarterback)
Y'all make claims, I make change
(Quarter-rack, quarter-rack)
I can't wait for the day
(Holding back, holding back)
When they say, "boy, you made it"
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Writer: Kal Caviness
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