“Calling My Spirit” is a song by Florida artist Kodak Black from his 2018 album Dying to Live.

This song was produced by Southside and Jake-One.

On this emotional track, Kodak talks about he has put his… Read More [Verse 1]

I put my heart in my lyrics

I gave it all I could give

I made it hot at the crib

I kept that fire at the crib

Where you gon' go when you dip?

How I'ma know who for real?

I pour a four in a fifth

You already know what it is

I keep a pole in the whip

'Cause a lot of these niggas out here envy me

It ain't no ho in the clique

None of my dawgs got fuckboy tendencies

I don't even show no sympathy

Sipping on Hennessy, got me bending sideways

Everything on me drippin', you niggas can't ride the wave

Nigga run around with the juice, nigga come spill your drank

I done earn my stripes now I'm tryna go get me some real rank

[Chorus]

Readin' through my third eye 'cause I got tunnel vision

Had to open my mind, then I opened a Benz

It's like you gotta sell your soul for them to pay attention

Fuck all that playing, now I'm grown, I put my heart in it

I had to get down with that chrome to show them niggas I'm serious

And it's like every song I'm on, I be calling my spirits

[Verse 2]

I put my Hublot on rocks

I put Moscato on rocks

Where I’m from we don’t say opp

Shoot at an OV, shoot at a cop

Shoot at the police, shoot at your top

I made a million off socks

Free all my niggas who stuck in a box

Locked up and watching the clock

Locked up, they fighting with locks

Locked up, they swinging they knifes

I can't be living this life

No more Bacardi, alright

I don't want Cardi so I'ma pour Henny on ice

My vision is vivid, told you I'm really a menace

I'll show you I'm destined to get it

I be outside with the glizzy

Toting that fire, I be trippin'

I just might die how I'm livin'

Ain't take no bath, but I'm drippin'

Niggas ain't catching me slipping, ayy, yeah

I make you laugh when you with me

Know that my swag is terrific (Glee, glee)

Ain't seen my dad in a minute

But I can't be mad, I got millions

I just pulled up in a lemon

Thuggin', so fuck your opinion

I'm thuggin', so fuck how you feeling

I'm calling my spirit

[Chorus]

Readin' through my third eye 'cause I got tunnel vision

Had to open my mind, then I opened a Benz

It's like you gotta sell your soul for them to pay attention

Fuck all that playing, now I'm grown, I put my heart in it

I had to get down with that chrome to show them niggas I'm serious

And it's like every song I'm on, I be calling my spirits