Cadillac On 22 S lyrics

[Intro]
It`s gon` be aight though (ohh)
This one`s for you, yeah!
Cadillacs on 22s...
Pimp my voice and mack these beats..

[Chorus - repeat 2x]
Cadillacs on 22s
I ain`t did nothing in my life but stayed true
Pimp my voice and mack these beats and
Pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey!

[Verse]
God I know that we pimp
God I know that we wrong
God I know why she talk about Moet all of my songs
I know these kids are listening
I know I`m here for a mission
But it`s so hard to get `em wit 22 rims all glisten
I know these balls are talking
Lord I wanna do right
I tried to fight but these demons they comp at me at night
Like my momma, my daddy, my girl and all my boys
I lost Rachelle but I guess I still got the whining Roy
My couzins sweet, momma lay that Jason
Lord I`m praying for swacking my heart is still impatient
Keep `em off them drugs, far away from thugs
He`s still my hero but just a shell bed or what it was
Yeah smoking get a buzz, but God I hear ya calling
And shit wrong wit balling
But my soul is just steadily balling
And the sex and the dead, and the other jail
God I`m stacking my mail but will I end up in hell?

[Chorus]

[Verse]
Lord they hung Andre Jones
Lord they hung Reynold Johnson
Lord I wanna fight back but I`m just so sick of bouncing
Lord I`m sick of jumping, Lord just please tell me something
My folks still dumping my music, bumping but I feel nothing
My heart is stelly pumping
My heart is stelly breaking
Sometimes I feel like I`m faking, man
I`m so sick of taking
Maybe hell ain`t a place meant for us to burn
Maybe
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