Baby Jay - Lost Vegas lyrics

Part One: [Intro] I got a lot on mental, got even less in my pockets Won't ever shoot for the stars if you ain't testing the rockets You better buckle up, you talking bout the fade? sh** we could knuckle up... [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? sh** 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 f** 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 f** around and you can get the b**h 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 sh** 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 pa** your tree back No time, you f**ing 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 sh** 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 pa** [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 sh** on paper, this is one for the books Could give a f** 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 bummiest crooks This sh** is crazy, doing the most you b**hes 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 sh** got me fast live living but it's k**ing 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 sh** 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, f** all of your a**umptions I been broke as a joke, still turn out your function Like it's my duty baby, every time I do this sh** 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 motherf**ing dreams, I've never wanted sh** 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 motherf**in pa**ion Do it for the game, could give a f** about your fashion Remember my name until they put me in my casket After that and then some, these kind of words for everlasting