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letra de ovx dreams, pt. 2 - caine casanova

[intro]
yeah, you know coming where i come from
i do what i do for my n-ggas
rip looney, rip lil sam
made mafia sh-t

[verse 1: caine casanova]
whether cloudy or it’s sunny, ima get you through the storm
ima stack up all my racks, ima get you what you want
i might break him off a half, i might put my n-gga on
ima be my only boss, i ain’t work as a p-wn
ima savage with these hoes, i won’t ever fall in love
i gave up my only heart, i done made it through the dust
they say i’m too pessimistic
i ain’t never gave a f-ck, i be rolling off the hinges
i’m just way too nonchalant
now where my dogs in here, i came with in fraud
i brought my flaws in here, i got em all in fear
i put my bars in ears, i put no promise there
i got my target yeah, we k!ll til god appear
look at what got us here, they left mom in tears
they brought my problems here
someone go calm amir
he acting crazy yeah, he off them pills again
we saved shorty from 2 xannies, she won’t slip again
i might link with pickemup cause they don’t give a f-ck
kidnap one of they opps and leave him in the cut
i might stomp a n-gga with my infrareds
i shoot like i’m jordan the way that body spread
and free my n-gga matt (hol up)
free my n-gga matt i put my pride in that
we gon catch em, we gon spill em
i got mops for that
that’s yo plug why his gas smell like a laundry mat
i had the colorado package, need another sack
gave him the blunt and lil shawn almost had a heartache
but that’s my brother you can’t play him beat yo -ss for that
go ask my mother, i do numbers i got that effect
carried all my weight, why you still the underdog from yo state
it’s been too long that’s the feeling that i hate
he think he hard, punch that n-gga his face
i showed my -ss when i gave a f-ck
i was down on my d-ck and i needed up
now these hoes get offended when i f-ck em rough
bend it over, touch ya toes, put that p-ssy up
they saying boogie chill, man i ain’t letting up
ima a thug mami and where i’m from you called a skut
a n-gga rush on him ima have to follow up
won’t keep no gun on him cause i know my hands enough (got em)

[interlude]
yeah got my n-gga boogs in this b-tch, ya know
we live from them trenches ya hear me
yeah, haha
ovx sh-t
uh

[verse 2: kvng staxx]
trench baby king
straight up off that block wit it
i been out here wildin
every since i lost my pops n-gga
i’m from columbus where everyday something getting dropped n-gga
these n-ggas clowns, we gone put jack in a box n-gga
gang sh-t, we been on that gang sh-t
i be cruising down the opp block on that gang sh-t
catch a n-gga lacking we gone leave him on the pavement
leave a n-gga brainless, pull off and never say sh-t (shhhhhh)
oh you acting tough, boy just give it up
leave him on the corner
ambulance gone have to zip him up
if i call up booka and lil’ bucci they gon pick em up
hop straight out that mini van, p-ssy then you outta luck
if i’m with my daughter know that glizzy in her diaper bag
thinking that i’m lacking p-ssy n-gga i ain’t having that
heard em talking bout they finna rob me, man that’s f-cking cap
cooled out for a while
i guess it’s time to bring that savage back, gang

- caine casanova

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