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baby jay - lost vegas lyrics

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part one:

[intro]

[verse 1]

i got a lot on my mental, got even less in my pockets
won’t ever shoot for the stars if you ain’t testin the rockets
you better buckle up, you talkin bout the fade? shit we could knuckle up
team is on my back because progression is profit

i’m on my solo dolo, ac cold blowin dodo
ridin slow in the lowlow we mix the drink with the yolo
word to my brother dylan, we makin moves and thats fasho doe
fucc bois talkin like they really poppin, oh for sure bro

if you ain’t got no haters you ain’t comin correct
i hold it down for the town they showin love and respect
i never did it for the money but they cuttin the check
no label, independent, i’m the plug and connect

we really out here if you didn’t know
don’t ever keep em around be wit a different hoe
i’ve been through the ups & downs but this a different low
i put my pain in these verses and it begins to show

that we ain’t nothing alike
you and i is on a different page, city to city
we doin shows it’s just a different stage
pop a pill, pour a drink and mix it up the vision strange
where your real friends, cause you know that feelings change when you-

when you get it like you should and give a fuck bout the rest
don’t let your feelings get the best of you i’m nothing to test
for as long as i’ll be breathing out the lungs in my chest
i’m needing everything i’m worth, plus some and nothing less

[chorus]

so if you riding with me, then i think were due for a toast
cause they be tryna get me, swear to god they doing the most
my advice? bag back because you moving too close
you fuck around and you can get the b-tch in you exposed

it’s like that, and as a matter of fact, we never slackin
keep a strap and an ounce sack whenever we packin
the whole team riding with me and they be ready for action
we keep a strap and an ounce sack whenever we packin, it’s like

[hook]

cause i feel like i lost my mind, they don’t know what i’m thinking
i’m just tryna make it through to the weekend
i’m falling in a coma every time i go to blink and
it’s probably from the pills and all the liquor i’ve been drinking

but it’s okay, don’t worry i’m fine
try to tell me slow down cause i’m swerving through the lines
and i heard it all before at least 30 other times
got a hundred on the dash and i’m blurring all the signs

[verse 2]

cause i ain’t ever looking back, it’s like my rear view gone
be catching case after case, yet i still do wrong
don’t really know what i’m chasing but yet i still move on
couldn’t break me if you tried i swear my will to strong

but i don’t think they really understand
i gotta make it with this music, ain’t no other plans
you talking down but only giving me the upper hands
cause every time i’m in your town i’m turnin up the stands, i just observe the fans

i put my life on this stage so you could do your feedback
the real recognize real the fake shit beneath that
so where the weed at- where you get your weed at?
cause if it ain’t the gas then i’m about to p-ss your tree back

no time, you fucking with mines? oh that’s a never
you tryna take away from my shine? ain’t nothing clever
judge hit me with the homies crime? that shit whatever
from the riv, rain sun or shine… that’s any weather

from the bottom to the top i got a story to tell
i keep it real until the end no matter glory or fail
these late nights chasing dreams got me worried as hell
but this is faith and belief i’m something more than myself

it sound crazy but i’m riding out this wave till it splash
cause who i am ain’t represented by mistakes in my past
so if i ever lose control, i miss the brakes and i crash
then this is what i’m bout to leave to take my place when i p-ss

[chorus]

[interlude]

[part two]

[verse 1]

i couldn’t tell you what i’ve been through with 4 minutes on a beat
i took a loss from time to time but i ain’t ever seen defeat
cause i’ve been down and out, but that got me right up on my feet
i might be in a different whip i’m still ridin through these streets

i should’ve wrote this shit on paper, this is one for the books
could give a fuck about these haters with the funniest looks
i know you mad right? see through you, ain’t talking blacklights
you stole my style and you broke, the b-mmiest crooks

this shit is crazy, doing the most you b-tches lazy
always claiming that you real but all i witness fugazie
you couldn’t pay me enough, just know you raising a bluff
baby jay with the stuff, the flow sickness it’s rabies

they gonna play me when i’m gone, i swore i’d never fade away
i was 18 on my own living day to day
real from the jump, i ain’t ever had to fake a play
but dealing with depression got me stressing, hair fading gray

i gotta keep it moving; music only thing that keep me sane
i mix the liquor with the pills so i could deal with the pain
let my mental flex, i could tell you feelin the gains
i blow the smoke out then watch it disappear in the rain

[hook]

it goes 1, 2, 3 and to the 4
could care less what you think and even more what you know
i never did it for the fame, i came to put on a show
shit got me fast live living but it’s k!lling me slow

so here’s the 5 and the 6 to the 7 and the 8
because that line hella long at them heavenly gates
i hope i see 25 through the good and the bad
i did my best, don’t cry and tell my parents i’m straight

[verse 2]
no it ain’t something that i’m planning, but i’m ready for the worse
cause when you got this kind of talent, it’s a gift and a curse
i can’t talk to nobody, i just put it in a verse
word to my girl, even she know she never coming in first

and it’s sad though, wonder why i’m trippin always mad for
be catching these cases they coming quicker than my cash flow
if it ain’t that, it’s something else even my dad know
his son ain’t going to college you got my word i’ll make this rap blow

if you ain’t know it by now, i’m speaking something you should listen
this my moment right now, speed down this road with tunnel vision
i put the key in the ignition, open the macbook on a mission
hit the pro tools and achieve all of my dreams and my ambitions

you really think you got me figured out?
i guarantee you down that road, you on a different route
i let you see what i show you, nobody knows what you go through
shit got me wondering if god could really hear me shout

and lord knows, i tried my best but i’ve been breaking down
i give my all and nothing less when i make these sounds
smoke and drink away the stress in this vegas town
i’m burnt out, that’s my confession feel like i’m shaving pounds

i play it now and reminisce on how i could have changed it
i don’t regret it because i knew the path i choose was dangerous
you look the strangest how you keep staring at me sideways
i be in the booth for 5 days like it’s my job no other way i could explain it

maybe i’m saying too much, ain’t had a drink in a while
i’ve just been working on myself finding a reason to smile
been alone for so long, my phone just beep when you dial
i think i’m in too deep, just keep on speeding these miles

until i burn out and crash, i’m never slowing for nothing
gotta learn to play your hand and never show when you bluffing
i came up from the bottom, fuck all of your -ssumptions
i been broke as a joke, still turn out your function

like it’s my duty baby, every time i do this shit it’s truly crazy
who could fade me? bob and weave maneuver game been stupid wavy
jesus save me, grab the wheel before this new mercedes
do 180’s off the freeway, it’s spooky when you play me

how could you blame me? all i got is this notepad
and my motherfucking dreams, i’ve never wanted shit so bad
one hand on the mic, the other hand on my gonads
i’ve been known to do my thing, i really think you should know that

i ain’t playing with this music, this my motherfuckin p-ssion
do it for the game, could give a fuck about your fashion
remember my name until they put me in my casket
after that and then some, these kind of words for everlasting

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