VC15

Yeah
Beating them cases (Beating them cases)
I ain't gon' play this (I ain't gon' play this)
Yeah
Okay
Listen

Momma I'm sorry I put you through hell (Listen)
Called you collect could you bail me from jail (Listen)
Brodie got locked and I know he won't tell (Yeah) (Listen)
Ducking the twelve man I'm parol as hell
Caused you a whole lot of stress Ma I'm sorry (Yeah)
(Caused you a whole lot of stress Ma I'm sorry)
All I ever wanted was a new Rari' (Yeah)
(All I ever wanted was a new Rari')
I'm trying to get up I'm slipping I'm falling (Yeah)
(I'm trying to get up I'm slipping I'm falling)
Don't wanna sin but my demons keep calling (Yeah)
I put my money on me I went all in
Drop my top it's tinted (Yeah)
Popeyes pockets on spinach (Yeah)
You know I'm bout my digits (Yeah)
Can't take me off my pivot (Yeah)
Had to burn all my bridges (Yeah)
When I hit the mall it's litty (Yeah)
Saved a quarter mil' no kizzy (Yeah)
And I keep it real no really

Get on my knees and I pray
I'm getting paid
Told Ma' it's gon' be okay
Remember them days making minimum wage
No time to play man I came a long way
I hit rock bottom I'm balling again
Call me Vince Carter my arm in the rim
Hop in a foreign I'm gone in the wind
Hop in a foreign I'm gone in the wind

Hop in a foreign I'm swervin
Shorty gon' show me she's worthy
You know I'm scoring in flurries
And my neck frozen McFlurries
Whole lot of drip
I be flyer than Aladdin
Balling is a hobby
Can't help it it's a habit
Shorty is the baddest
But got a lot of baggage
She believes in magic
Hit it then I vanish

Get on my knees and I pray
I'm getting paid
Told Ma' it's gon' be okay
Remember them days making minimum wage
No time to play man I came a long way
I hit rock bottom I'm balling again
Call me Vince Carter my arm in the rim
Hop in a foreign I'm gone in the wind
Hop in a foreign I'm gone in the wind

(Hop in a foreign I'm gone in the wind)



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