Vertigo Lyrics

Wave records in the building

Wave

Everything ain't right

Everything ain't wrong

Climb to my heights

You might fall off

Everything ain't right

Everything ain't wrong

Climb to my heights

You might fall off

Let's go

I hold my vices hand deciding where my life will land

Keep all those advices, I like it, I like it cycling

I hold my vices hand deciding where my life will land

Keep all those advices, I like it, just peep my vitals, man

Wait a minute, can a legend get a second

Make it long, make it long, make it long

My light, my love, my question

What's wrong, what's wrong, what's wrong

I'll never learn my lessons

These stresses are analog

Restin with my buttons pressed and I wake up to channel God

To be frank, I'm smelling citrus

Mix it with my Tannenbaum

Lifted, I just ditched my ticket

Pilot Jones is in my home

Message I must make is, Miss, I'm leaving at the dial tone

All my risks is all my fixes

Wheezy in the styrofoam

Everything ain't right

Everything ain't wrong

Climb to my heights

You might fall off

Everything ain't right

Everything ain't wrong

Climb to my heights

You might fall off

I hold my vices hand deciding where my life will land

Keep all those advices, I like it, I like it cycling

I hold my vices hand deciding where my life will land

Keep all those advices, I like it, just peep my vitals, man

Inhale down the windpipe, smoking AM till it's midnight

Hold that hit right, something don't sit right

Something smells hot in hell

Some dem lied and they got them tales

Some didn't lie, still got them tales

Both been blind, but the rose tint well

Both been blind, but the rose tint well

I'm back home, my pack strong, and my stack long for sure

Boy, don't act wrong, cause my Mac song'll be singing off of your porch

Hearing 12 bells, my name fellon I ain't going back to no court

Got like 12 bails, it's smelly, smelly, I'm smoking shit like a port

Everything ain't right

Everything ain't wrong

Climb to my heights

You might fall off

Everything ain't right

Everything ain't wrong

Climb to my heights

You might fall off

I hold my vices hand deciding where my life will land

Keep all those advices, I like it, I like it cycling

I hold my vices hand deciding where my life will land

Keep all those advices, I like it

Just peep my vitals, man

Wave records in the building

Keep it a bucc, nigga

Applying pressure forever

Unsafe in you're gun safe

Mixed emotions

Happy fucking birthday, JJ

Homies 21

Thank you