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letra de when i'm with u - caine casanova

[intro]
blunt figure, hoe-ish k!llers
lesbian murder
negro, n-gga, n-n-n-gga
pimp, thug, weed
blunt figure, hoe-ish k!llers
lesbian murder
negro, n-gga, n-n-n-gga
pimp, thug, weed

[verse 1]
h-llo? caine you’re a star
what’s the price of freedom?
how much a dollar cost?
always the hood expert for reading thoughts
if you’re really god’s son
jerusalem’s where you belong
social accusations through praise
the hood loves you
debt consolidation; government loans
the rent doubled
influenced my younger brother
hood politics left us puzzled
to young to understand
but still stuck by ya side like a puzzle
f-ck education
underestimated with your thoughts
i’m agitated and you don’t wanna answer my calls
stories turn to lies
the hood; we all believed in him
what’s the point of leaving voicemails if he keeps deleting them?
it’s funny how they change on you
when they make it big
you’re not famous in my eyes
but without me in the mix you’re a hit
and when i’m with you i feel the vibe
and commonly groove besides
along drifting amongst the skies saying

[chorus]
when i’m with you
it feels life can never be wrong
when i’m with you
it fills life i’ll never be alone
when i’m with you
it feels right and we get along
when i’m with you
i feel i don’t have to hold my own
when i’m with you
i feel i can always be myself
when i’m with you
i don’t need n0body’s help
when i’m with you
i don’t need n0body else
when i’m with you

[verse 2]
h-llo? boogs w-ssup little n-gga
that n-gga tech has resurrected
nah i’m f-cking with you
but what’s the reason you not f-cking with me?
on no g-y sh-t but you act like you don’t f-ck with n-ggas
we go together like a duck and a goose
from knocking n-ggas t–th loose
apple juice, grey goose
w-ssup with you?
we been thuggin since elementary school
alpine yeah; memories when i f-cked with you
and if this bottle could talk i’ll feel like kendrick lamar
blood thicker than water
but then you drowned and moved on
the whole hood carries on
you make it big now your gone
we stay bumping your songs but why ain’t you put us on?
you said we had to work for it
but now our calls your ignoring
maybe you’re just recording
you know we always support ya
but you can’t cut my pride if you’re an amputee
i found pac’s ashes drift along the seas
til he said to me

[verse 3]
what’s good cuzz?
it’s amir powell, you know caine?
i just wanted to you to tell you that i’m in town
i heard ya message i’m appalled
sorry i ain’t pick up your calls
been touring and my phone is off
don’t think i just ain’t pick up at all
i been busy lately but that’s still no excuse
if you were in my position
you would do these things you claim i do to you
don’t talk sh-t to me but tell me my flaws
my rights or wrongs, or ups and downs
a brief summary overall
the versions of violent virgins to rape and ensure their purpose
moans and screams are occurring to bust a nut for -ssurance
in and out like a burger
i’m hiding tucking the burners
teachers dumber than the learners
the qualities of higher learning
our interactions are focused off your reactions
the sound system of wisdom
boost your reactors
rock steady; call my p-n-s a bone
sorry i ain’t answer your call leave a message after the tone

[interlude]
where you going amir?
amir, amir where you going? (where you going amir)
don’t leave me, i wanna know (please stay)
where are you going? (all i ever really wanted was a hundred)
will you be back soon? where you going amir?
run away (all i ever really wanted was a hundred)
don’t leave me (all i ever really wanted was a hundred)
please stay (all i ever really wanted was a hundred)
i wanna know (all i ever really wanted was a hundred)
where are you going? where are you going?
where you going amir? (all i ever really wanted was a hundred)

[bridge]
all i ever really wanted was a hundred million bucks
take it to my mama’s crib, i can’t forget to show her love
they can never hold us back and we can’t never give a f-ck
they can’t ever hold us down
cause’ all we ever know is up
all i ever really wanted was a hundred million bucks
take it to my granny’s crib
and swerve around in bentley trucks
drinking ounces by the liter, my whole city getting drunk
wasting mileage on the meter, squeeze the pedal live it up

[outro]
all i ever really wanted was a hundred million bucks
all i ever really wanted was a hundred million bucks
all i ever really wanted was a hundred million bucks
all i ever really wanted was a hundred million bucks
all i ever really wanted was a hundred million bucks
all i ever really wanted was a hundred million bucks
all i ever really wanted was a hundred million bucks
all i ever really wanted was a hundred million bucks

- caine casanova

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