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caine casanova - it's been a minute كلمات الأغنية

[intro: maria bodiford]
hey amir, aunt riri and uncle lonnie calling
to wish you a happy birthday sweetie
love you talk to you later, bye bye

[verse]
heard you been hitting my line
but my phone never rang
you been mailing out letters they never have came
keep on sending me cards
but i’ll never receive em
just cause you reaching out to me
ain’t gon stop me from leaving
flashbacks at our past
turn a frown to a smile
reminisce of your jokes cause i ain’t laughed in a while
free as the choice of the style
like the words we would use
on the loose; you’ll roll the weed while i just sit back and cool
planned to restore the city
always had big dreams
then pull the car over and vibe while i spit 16
every song, every line
i swear to god it’s the truth
i never lied in my rhymes
or ever asked someone to and that’s bond
from the ghani to broad
i’m still becoming a man that’s developing to mature
and inheriting distress is difficult
to be placed centerfold at intervals that interlope
and yet i can’t admit
my life is worth it
when no one in the world is perfect
to being cursed with a purpose
when someone else probably deserves it
from the dead to the living and the face you was giving
it’s a big -ss percentage
that we all have a blemish
f-ck it i’m still tryna find just what my luck is
with my destiny
my kids will live just like letoya luckett
it’s inevitable
i pushed my through life til a door said pull
but f-ck it
my awkwardness and inconvenience
values all the nuisance that my troublesome will bring in
the principles of limitation is somehow agreeing
but still restricts the way allegiance finds convenient
maybe my unpleasant is far from being decent
if i drawback my relevance
then i’m further needless
tryna stretch the world
take my n-ggas to different regions
i guess being different is cool
cause ain’t no category i could be in

(phone ringing/voicemail beep)

[outro]
i been tryna reach you man
it’s a whole bunch of bullsh-t going on man
the mother f-cking streets is dry like edges on hood rats with new hair weave
i done called mother f-cking juno, he ain’t got sh-t
i done called mother f-cking joc, he ain’t got sh-t
even hit up dem’ one boys that be over there
and they sunt as a mother over there cuh’
all the way to from columbus park apartments n-gga, it’s dry
be over dere’ running posts in front of uncle earl’s on frebis and fairwood
with a spade and all nem, out here banging colors and sh-t
just come home man it’s all f-cked up

(voicemail beep)

- caine casanova

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