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Caviar
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Caviar was released on February 11, 2022 by Nightshift as a part of the album Pendulum
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Release DateFebruary 11, 2022
LabelNightshift
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nightshift
Nightshift
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Morgan David Peszko
Morgan David Peszko
Songwriter
Jonathan Wade Higley
Jonathan Wade Higley
Songwriter

Lyrics

I ain't neva goin' back, we just begun
Everybody mad, just doin' us (Just doin' us)
Some life of mine, what a price to pay
If you wastin' time (Uggghh)
New whip gone skrrt
Landlord like hmmm
Dis Nightshift 4 (Number 4)
New fans like mmmm
Dis caviar without caviar
Still goin' hard que Slash guitar
We all laugh it up from a borrowed car
We drink it up don't think tomorrow
If I was trust fund, a lottery star
Build an alligator moat, draw bridge facade
A space shuttle bar, 6 boat garage
Need a Pebble Beach caddy, 2pac mirage
Would that take away the hunger (I dunno)
Very thing that made the come up (Shit maybe)
Fuckin' starvin' through a summer
Couldn't keep a cell phone number (Lost it)
But smile like yo whatever (I'm good)
Swallow pride and pick the broom up (Let's work)
Sweep the flow till smoother (Eryday)
Ground up give thanks, big views now (Let's get it)
We got that hunnit million dollar hustle
Hangin' out the Honda chasin' down da Lambo
It's a workin' class type stature
The Clark Kent day, night super writer (Yeah)
Crazy how the system got it
BOA shootin' me all cap messages like (Shitttt)
Gun emoji pay ya mortgage
High high's low low's shits exhaustin' (I mean look)
Breath like I breath
Bleed how I bleed
Shit on the street
So many schemes
Crooked Police dividing peace
Racial unease white people keyed
Black people keyed, censor the speech
Ragin' machine, flooding the street
Mask on my queen, crack all that greed
Paying the fee, our cost to be free
Radio plays, I just fucked that up
Commercial fame, yeah I sank that ship
Feature wit Ye in la cocina
Dinner wit Jay, pay la cuenta
Revenue streams go way the fuck up
Want the house, want the truck
Want some cheese, want the guap
What I see, what I want
What I need, what I front
Give me gold, give me trust
What I thirst, give me God
Caviar blackout, ok
See the want in windows, your name
I don't seem to even know the way
I don't even see a day, oh hey
Satellite windows, your name
It can feel low, such a taste
Caviar blackout and daze
Started as a passion so you'll neva catch me lackin'
Smarter than the average hold a camera for distraction
Bought up every album studied rap for satisfaction
Brought up in an era if you mumble gotta practice
Lovin' all the melody but missin' major lessons
Typin' make a lotta writers a little less present
Chanellin the God's so my pen is never restin'
Handelin' the Earth wit a set of oven mittens
It's too hot, I'm ice cold
My family blood from Buffalo
That steel coal,real work flow
Make hands rough, made mind swoll
I'm that mold, just west coast
LA shit, fresh paint coat
What I be, what I got
What I see, what I talk
Give me props give me goals
What I want, give me God
Written by: Jonathan Wade Higley, Morgan David Peszko
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