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caine casanova - living quarters lyrics

verse 1

i prolly worked more
jobs than you
& that’s a fact
i counted way more bread
than you have ever stacked
i prolly f-cked more
broads than you
& that’s a fact
my body count
is in the great beyond
you can’t keep up with that
living in my momma crib
at 20 years old
on the southside
around this time
it’s always cold
visualize your lies
through the thickest blindfold
writing songs
while selling crack
the dopest sh-t i ever wrote
my older cousins drug dealers
pistol banging hood niqqas
gang claiming
set naming
misbehaving cap peelers
too quick to intervene
the mindset of a causality
that’s well of ease
with extended magazines
“aye niqqa pull to the stop”
school niqqas
think i been cl-ssed
i was an abandon project building
praying that my bill p-ssed
3 bed rooming house inn
what i learned about then
that most of homies
turned to sleeping on my couch friends
dwelling til my inspiration guide to me
to a hottie
soliciting with fornication
in a private building lobby
now that’s sh-t that niqqas never gets
sold gorilla glue
but never put a blunt between my lips
but the little homies
always kept the indo lit
too concerned for all whereabouts
& houses that i lived
robbing niqqas in struggle
we were young & never rich
back when kilo got in trouble
finally sentenced for his bid
free my niqqa

verse 2

verse 2
caine you overdid yourself
you wrote a story of my life
& i feel more than overwhelmed
well i already son & my daughter
is on the way
tryna it for my kids
by hustling day by day to day
i’m far from a million dollars
graduated a scholar
now off to start baber college
from robbing your common robber
to offered more greater knowledge
rather well done or polished
i’ll prolly still take your wallet
for some reason girl
your brothers don’t like me
but god let alone knows
these niqqas won’t fight me
you don’t like me
f-cking bite me
or just knife me
go head really
hiding out inside a boarding house
you niqqas f-cking fear me
in an apartment complex
tenements what did you expect
music notes around my neck
with tattoos going up my leg
my occupation is a standard operation
when in debt
child support is going haunt me
until the very day i’m dead
there’s more to life
that i enjoy
i f-cked 200 b-tches
bout to f-ck 300 more
came from living in the trenches
with policemen at my door
my style is somewhat vintage
that these niqqas is can’t ignore
cold water in a chamber
where the meeting place is vacant
& the door kn-b is always breaking
so we had to f-cking break in
bonding out illegal payments
praise my daughter
that’s little angel
beezworld until i’m taken
& they free my david
free my niqqa

verse 3

i had to write this song
about my niqqa
he said he’s done with life
i had to show him what he’s missing
now listen
this i could go one ear
& out the other
you fearing no one loves ya
mf your my brother
i had to tell your story
if you i was somewhat in your shoes
trying ways out all your options
from the road your about to chose
this where temptation takes it’s course
what happened to my boy
you never felt this way before
you put in my very first studio
& taught me not to give a f-ck
if niqqas ever chose to go
note that you’re a father
& one that cares about his kids
i love you dawg
& suicide is not healthy way to live
i been it at more some months
tryna figure out your fears
until i noticed you ain’t of mf here
so this song is for my niqqa
this is dedicated to you
& any struggles you’re going through
in life i’ll help you manage through
cause you’re my niqqa

- caine casanova lyrics

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