Vacate Lyrics

Hop on a plane, let's take a trip

And we can vacate for a week

Tryna come play, better come with some money

You know that these prices ain't cheap

Yeah, I rubber band put my shit in a box

Cause I like my money real neat

Hundreds and fifties, and then to the twenties

Give the tens to the fives to my niece

I been tryna stay humble and tryna stay focused

But I feel that life got me beat

Spend a few hundred thats just on my bitch

All this loyalty made her a freak

Put her nose to the floor and an arch in her back

Fuck her good till she tired and weak

And she say she love me, put no one above me

She keeping that pussy for me

And I ain't got time to be going in circles

If you don't wanna stay, you can leave

And we shoot to kill, we ridin' with toys

But nigga, these ain't no BBs

And we was just kids runnin' through granny house

Cause she ain't want us in the streets

But then for you know it streets was fillin' my pockets the junkies was stealin' for me

Hop on a plane, let's take a trip

And we can vacate for a week

Tryna come play, better come with some money

You know that these prices ain't cheap

Yeah, I rubber band put my shit in a box

Cause I like my money real neat

Hundreds and fifties, and then to the twenties

Give the tens and the fives to my niece

Yeah, all of these niggas is really some suckers

And I don't really like sweets, if you tryna sign me

I need at least an 8-ball, feelin' like MJG

I was forced to grow up, life ain't been the same

Shit it's been gettin' to me

And he say he hungry, well nigga, I'm starvin

But shit, I'll still give you a piece

Yeah, I done got comfortable with all this rap shit

Now I just kick up my feet

Had to stop smokin' and hittin' that cup

Cause I ain't got time to be sleep

Fell in love with a bitch from the east

with some pussy so good, that it put me to sleep

And I thought you loved me until you had crossed me

I thought that this shit was a dream

Had to re up on all of my sticks

Now I got a glock with a beam

And I can't listen to what bitches say

Everything is just not what it seems

And it's long live my brother, I got you forever

His name tatted right on my sleeve

If you say you love me, gotta love me out loud

Cause my eyes could not be deceived

Yeah, you pay the cost to be the boss

But I got that title for free

He say he got somethin' for me

I'm comin' right now, nigga, got me intrigued

And I watched my bro cross me out

About a bitch that was just fuckin' the team

Can't say I made it till everyone on

And all of they families can eat

Hop on a plane, let's take a trip

And we can vacate for a week

Tryna come play, better come with some money

You know that these prices ain't cheap

Yeah, I rubber band put my shit in a box

Cause I like my money real neat

Hundreds and fifties, and then to the twenties

Give the tens and the fives to my niece

Yeah, all of these niggas is really some suckers

And I don't really like sweets, if you tryna sign me

I need at least an 8-ball, I'm feelin' like MJG

I was forced to grow up

Life ain't the same, shit it's been gettin' to me

And he say he hungry, well, nigga, I'm starving

But shit, I still give you a piece