Vacation & Ramen
You was on my downfall
Hands crossed hating for how long
I don't even want to be around ya
No longer want to slide there's no love on this side
My eyes on the prize
Too much shit to tell ya'll
Shhh Federales
Vacation with a pool side
Don't want to be around ya
No longer want to slide
There's no love on this side
Got my eyes on the prize
This shit is crazy watch a nigga work
The time we put in make these niggas worry
Yea
I pour pain my through a fucking bottle
Smoking blunts to the sky then go full throttle
She got her own you'd assume lotto
Take away a headache when she want to swallow
You know I wanna slide when I see dollar signs
She said
Get a grip cause I don't need no one I love
Getting hurt from this
Means there's no love on that side now
Before you
Hit up the road fill up the tank
Run up a O smoke till you can't
They want me to fold but I get paid
Ay ay ay
Don't copy a clone
Go get it alone
And all of ya
All of ya
Know
Know
Know
I said why would you want to cry
Why would you want to die
Bless you your whole life
God gave you all this time
But still these niggas on my downfall
Hands crossed hating for how long
I don't even want to be around ya
No longer want to slide there's no love on this side
My eyes on the prize
Too much shit to tell ya'll
Shhh Federales
Vacation with a pool side
Don't want to be around ya
No longer want to slide
There's no love on this side
Got my eyes on the prize
Hands crossed hating for how long
I don't even want to be around ya
No longer want to slide there's no love on this side
My eyes on the prize
Too much shit to tell ya'll
Shhh Federales
Vacation with a pool side
Don't want to be around ya
No longer want to slide
There's no love on this side
Got my eyes on the prize
This shit is crazy watch a nigga work
The time we put in make these niggas worry
Yea
I pour pain my through a fucking bottle
Smoking blunts to the sky then go full throttle
She got her own you'd assume lotto
Take away a headache when she want to swallow
You know I wanna slide when I see dollar signs
She said
Get a grip cause I don't need no one I love
Getting hurt from this
Means there's no love on that side now
Before you
Hit up the road fill up the tank
Run up a O smoke till you can't
They want me to fold but I get paid
Ay ay ay
Don't copy a clone
Go get it alone
And all of ya
All of ya
Know
Know
Know
I said why would you want to cry
Why would you want to die
Bless you your whole life
God gave you all this time
But still these niggas on my downfall
Hands crossed hating for how long
I don't even want to be around ya
No longer want to slide there's no love on this side
My eyes on the prize
Too much shit to tell ya'll
Shhh Federales
Vacation with a pool side
Don't want to be around ya
No longer want to slide
There's no love on this side
Got my eyes on the prize
Credits
Writer(s): Carlos Peña
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