The Vision

I just feel like
Like its more shit
I got a vision man
Savage

See the vision when I closed my eyes
I took a gamble had to roll the dice
I did the work I put in overtime
I swear it happened just like overnight

See the vision when I closed my eyes
I took a gamble had to roll the dice
I did the work I put in overtime
I swear it happened just like overnight

Just pass the mic, Brody want some smoke, I told him pass the light
He acting like, I won't turn this beef into his after life
Like candle lights, Randy Savage winning earned the bragging rights
Bro passed the sprite, niggas getting active sipping act and ice

They wanna fuck with me because I'm on now
I got a lot of cheese my money long now
Turn around she wanna turn up with a Don now
They say they miss the old me but he gone now

Niggas acting funny so I had to go
Got a bag of money, finna grab some more
And it's cold out here, gotta keep a coat
Niggas hoes out here, I done peeped before

Swear this shit getting colder up in Minnesota
They told me that you changed, I told them that you're supposed to
You get froze out here, gotta keep a toaster
They got poles out here, gotta keep it closer

I got different flows I switched up my style now I got different clothes
Not typical you scaring off them hoes just like you Mystical
They pick and chose me, said I got a gift call that a pick and roll
Got switch on poles, my bro passed me the stick, call that a give and go

I'm too legit to quit this shit done hit now I got different goals
Bitch let me hit I told her just the tip and now she pigeon toed
He run his lips, my wodie got the stick turn him to skin and bones.
He hit a lick, he told me ever since that he been bitter cold

Where the fuck is Whitt? Ay you can't fuck with this
Bitch I'm upping it I'm spitting heat like oven mitts
Said that we was brothers but you breaking all the covenants
Thought that we was solid till you went and did some other shit

They think they got dollars till I blew it for the fuck of it
Jay Whitt, Randy Savage, boy you don't know who you fucking with
Niggas think they got it, but they barely even touched a zip
Think that they got bottles, till they seen us in the club with it

My shorty like a model, shape coke bottle, need another sip
My foot up on the throttle, me and Jay Whitt made another hit
Made another, me and Jay Whitt made another hit
Look like I hit the lotto, blow a bag just for the fuck of it

See the vision when I closed my eyes
I took a gamble had to roll the dice
I did the work I put in overtime
I swear it happened just like overnight

See the vision when I closed my eyes
I took a gamble had to roll the dice
I did the work I put in overtime
I swear it happened just like overnight



Credits
Writer(s): Randy Traylor
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