CADILLAC

[Verse 1: LIFEOFTHOM] I’m on a call, got the drugs and a big endorsement Met a plug, bought it all then I made fortune Running plays out the vault, spinning out the orbits Getting paid like I was on a money stance I’m real hungry, metabolic want the pot & pan Sushi in a ramen bowl like I'm in Japan It’s new weight got a beat I’mma body slam I been fit for the pace and the lane, ain’t no blind spots Seeing all the grind and chase, in a hindsight it’s lookin' like I’ll dine on the bay What’s going on with the songs like I’m Marvin Gaye I got a blue print like Hov tryna roll one Jay I use a tongs just to smoke up Clips to AK’s, seeing roaches on the stove I wipe it then toke up and cook up till sun up then sun down Really on my own, only got a couple n***** who could hold the code Peep it in the tone, the way I’m on this I mic I speak Give an echo at the grand canyon rolling the leaf I got a big cannon last standing hit with blow, beneath, below I be where the underground run at, breaking down the big doors In front like door mat, I just wanna make coin and pray on the floor mat Spit like alpaca and storm like forecast Chorus Caravan Cadillac dreams up in the coup Candle jack lighting the city, shocking the roofs up Battle axe, cutting the fee look at the view Could get it by any means, there’s plays I gotta loot Caravan Cadillac dreams up in the coup Candle jack lighting the city, shocking the roofs up Battle axe, cutting the fee look at the view Could get it by any means, there’s plays I gotta loot Verse 2 (jev.) I pray to God, ya’ll pray to Grammys and the nominations, the who’s the greatest conversations, the congratulations Mirror mirror Can you face it? What’s the hesitation Cause you suffer from the hatred and abomination Ghetto gospels straight from the latest street prophet Right hand Pentecostal Baptizing disciples Corrupted left hand Make the chopper speak in tongues You fighting what you become A victim of where you from Streets teach ‘em young Graduate to alums What’s the outcome? I wanna live in my utopia Dropping 16’s and going home to the fam See Mariah on ice that’s a cannon event But the streets belligerent And they ready to die They kill a man Go to hell just to burn em alive My heart weeps Bring the bottle we shower the concrete Screaming time heals all but a mothers heart Bring the world apart and end it at the very start Crack the sky open come through we had enough We cry and burn it down That’s the only way we rise Cry and burn it down That’s the only way we… Chorus Caravan Cadillac dreams up in the coup Candle jack lighting the city, shocking the roofs up Battle axe, cutting the fee look at the view Could get it by any means, there’s plays I gotta loot