Caine Casanova - OVX Dreams 2.0 (feat. Kvng Staxx) Lyrics

Yeah, you know coming up where I come from ya feel me
I do what I do for my niggas
R.I.P Looney, R.I.P Lil' Sam
Made Mafia shit
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 nigga on
Ima be my only boss, I ain't working as a pawn
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 fraud in here
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 kill 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 (Up!)
'Cause they don't give a f*ck (F*ck!)
Kidnap one of they opps (Opps!)
And leave him in the cut, haha
I might stomp a nigga with my infrareds
I shoot like I'm Jordan the way that body spread
And free my nigga Matt (Free my mother f*cking gunner)
Free my nigga Matt I put my pride in that (Yea!)
We gon' catch em, we gon' spill em
I got mops for that (Get his ass)
That's yo plug, why his gas smell like a laundry mat?
I had that Colorado package, need another sack
Gave him the blunt, Lil' Shawn almost had a heartache
But that's my brother you can't play him beat yo ass for that
Go ask my mother, I do numbers I got that effect (Go ask my mother)
Carried all my weight (Carried all that weight)
How 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 nigga in his face
I showed my ass when I gave a f*ck
I was down on my dick and I needed up
Now these hoes get offended when I f*ck em' rough
Bend it over, touch ya toes, put that pussy up
They saying Boogie chill, man I ain't letting up
Ima a thug mami, where I'm from you called a skut
A nigga rush on him ima have to follow up
Won't keep no gun on him cause I know my hands enough (Got em)
Yeah got my nigga Boogs on this bitch, ya know
We live from them trenches ya hear me
Yea, haha, OVX shit
Uh, trench baby king
Straight up off that block wit it
I been out here wildin'
Every since I lost my pops nigga
I'm from Columbus where everyday something getting dropped nigga
These niggas clowns, we gone put jack in a box nigga
Gang shit, we been on that gang shit
I be cruising down an opp block on that gang shit
Catch a nigga lacking we gone leave him on the pavement
Leave a nigga brainless, pull off never say shit (Shhhhhh)
Oh you acting tough, boy just give it up
Leave him on the corner
Ambulance gone have to zip him up (What)
If I call up Booka and Lil' Bucci they gon' pick em up (Gang)
Hop straight out that mini van, pussy then you outta luck (It's over with)
If I'm with my daughter know that glizzy in her diaper bag
Thinking that I'm lacking pussy nigga 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