Lyrics Schemes & Dreams - Caine Casanova

Let's cop a eighth of Soul Sonic
3.5 won't lasts us long baby
We can stretch symphonic
It's supertonic, she feels me better than harmonic
Lay back, eight stacks, fat blunts and The Chronic
Smooth like my Uncle Johnny
Sundress season upon us, I'm tryna see ass lil mama
I aint shuffling dollars
Had to learn to love tradition
Seeks forgiveness for my suffers
You one dirty mother fucker, used to think that niggas loved us
Gucci sweaters and the robe to match the satin leather
Got away with selling (Shhhh)
That was the slightest effort
Too clouded to build on failure let's hit Putton Bay
I bet Amsterdam taste sweeter when across the lake
Do you feel safe with me, I feel safe and free
Keep it solid throughout life, expand yo bag and ya reach
More than a 1,000 sq ft
Inside that mother fuckin home
Had to make the risk legit now that's another business owned
JPay my motivation, soon my privacy will vanish
Prepare myself for pain
I got questions, I need answers
God knows I came from rage, broken homes and private dancers
Please excuse my country grammar
Know my granny from Alabama

On the crossroads
Travel in the wind on a road
That's filled with lost souls
Haunted by the sins
I used to know when someone's heart's cold
Water under the bridge
They use to find me where the dark glowed
(Oh oh oh oh oh ohh)

Addicted to that lifestyle
Flooded diamonds splashin'
Told OG to bring the price down
There's portions we can ration
Ghetto jewelers gassin' making profit like it's magic
Pendant game strong, more bitches, more flashin'
Pop out in a foreign with a foreign speaking Portugal
Summertime scoring in my city it get horrible
Winter time our touring
Four Seasons look affordable
Indulging psychotropics, habits funnier than the carnival
Trust building, no in between shit
Devoted to my faith and started buying all the cheap shit
Took a different route for my image and now the screen lit
This life's a paradigm and my race we really eat shit
I rather shoot for a blessing
No stranger to misconception
Get higher than David Westin
We lack connection
Such users and thieves got trouble under our sleeves
Surrounded by schemes and dreams

On the crossroads
Travel in the wind on a road
That's filled with lost souls
Haunted by the sins
I used to know when someone's heart's cold
Water under the bridge
They use to find me where the dark glowed
(Oh oh oh oh oh ohh)