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