Текст песни Caught Up - Kase

Don't tell me that I'm caught up, girl you know I had plans for you

Don't tell me that I'm caught up, When you know I would've wait for you

Don't tell me that I'm caught up, If you ain't been through what I've been through

Don't tell me that I'm caught up, When the only thing that changed was you

Don't tell me that I'm caught up, girl you know I had plans for you

Don't tell me that I'm caught up, When you know I would've wait for you

Don't tell me that I'm caught up, If you ain't been through what I've been through

Don't tell me that I'm caught up, When the only thing that changed was you

Ain't no way I changed

Ain't no way I switched up

My nigga want that Benz truck

Ain't no way that Ima give up, And tell him good luck

It's bigger me

Got niggas living through me

Got niggas envying me

For what?

I seen It all the projects to the mansions

You ask them questions they start dancing

But we never fold

Barely saw the honor roll

But I been reaching all my goals

I'm better than I was before

Less than 2 years was on the road nigga

Aint believe none of that bullshit that they sold

They pretend to be your friends nigga, and then they turn foes

Niggas celebrate with u and hate you right behind doors

All I got is my real niggas

I don't need to find more

I been focusing on spending time with my mom more

Cus It might be a time I can't always make the time for her

I could give a fuck about the Rollie's and Tom Ford

If my people still poor and If I can't give em whats is mine for em

All I do is try more

I see how high the mountain is and then I climb more

Ain't nobody stopping me, they don't even understand the type of time that I'm on

I'm moving like I live this life before, I promise that I'm going off

I give this shit my all

We gon rise we never fall

All this bread we get we flipping It all

And If I'm doubled teamed I give up the ball

Ain't waiting to get signed like my nigga Jamal, I'm owning It all

They want the juice

Well I got the sauce

Golden child, I answered the call

I realized I always had what It take to become a star

It ain't about the jewelry and cars

My people are lost

I gotta, feed they soul

All this hope shit is getting old

We gotta make It happen Sooner or later

We labor for minimum paper

Then they tell us our situation is what we created

Modern Day in a way we still slaving

We gotta get up out this matrix

My nigga from back home call my phone

Said me he been in that hospital bed all alone

I can hear the pain throughout his tone

Moms left him alone, his pops been gone

I'm the only thing that give him a feeling of being home

Damn

And I ain't even make It to where I'm tryna be

But he always tell me my nigga don't forget about me

Got me, feeling guilty for the way things panned out

So many people want a hand out

A lot of shit I dont understand now