"2am In Vegas" lyrics
It's a nigga birthday, I don't even gotta go hit the studio
But look
August 7th, 2000, somethin' big like a mountain
Niggas know he 'bout it, all the whips he bouncin'
I know how it feels to be doubted, but now my shows get crowded
You wanna do a show? Well, I need a fuckin' deposit
I'm with the team, it wouldn't be me, it wouldn't be heat without them
And one thing for sure 'bout me, I need blues in my pocket
Niggas just cap, they pop it, niggas just rap, we pop shit
Keep it real, fuck a promise, when I do a favor, I'm counted
It's my birthday, it don't feel like my birthday
'Cause I feel the same, still feel the pain, the pain I felt on my worst days
But I thank God I'm still alive today, I'm twenty-two
Young nigga, yes, I rap but handle business too
Lil' screws a little bit loose, we do the lurkin' too
Feel like stayin' in the booth, but nigga, we gettin' you
That nigga stole while I was asleep, when I woke up, that nigga was gone
Then I seen him on the 'net, talkin' 'bout he did me wrong
You ain't impressed nothin', snatched shit, why you lyin', nigga?
Put it on your mama, on your mama, so she could die, nigga
I had you on stage that same night, nigga
I know you see me coming, you a snake, you can't hide, nigga
It's my birthday, why I'm thinkin' 'bout bad shit?
It's my birthday, I'm in the studio, I need a bad bitch
I need money, I'm an addict
I'm tryna see another year, so I ain't lackin'
I remember on my birthday, I ain't get no gifts
I just pulled up in a Tesla on my nigga, he fresh out the pen' (I just pulled up in a Tesla on my nigga, he fresh out the pen)
Another year, no money, no cash
Another year, new moves, more bags
I cut the fake off the circle
It's my birthday, I brought a Sprite and made it purple
It's my birthday, I'm still not happy
I might just pop me a Xanny
She like, "Happy birthday, daddy"
She like, "Let me pull up on you, what's the addy?"
But look
August 7th, 2000, somethin' big like a mountain
Niggas know he 'bout it, all the whips he bouncin'
I know how it feels to be doubted, but now my shows get crowded
You wanna do a show? Well, I need a fuckin' deposit
I'm with the team, it wouldn't be me, it wouldn't be heat without them
And one thing for sure 'bout me, I need blues in my pocket
Niggas just cap, they pop it, niggas just rap, we pop shit
Keep it real, fuck a promise, when I do a favor, I'm counted
It's my birthday, it don't feel like my birthday
'Cause I feel the same, still feel the pain, the pain I felt on my worst days
But I thank God I'm still alive today, I'm twenty-two
Young nigga, yes, I rap but handle business too
Lil' screws a little bit loose, we do the lurkin' too
Feel like stayin' in the booth, but nigga, we gettin' you
That nigga stole while I was asleep, when I woke up, that nigga was gone
Then I seen him on the 'net, talkin' 'bout he did me wrong
You ain't impressed nothin', snatched shit, why you lyin', nigga?
Put it on your mama, on your mama, so she could die, nigga
I had you on stage that same night, nigga
I know you see me coming, you a snake, you can't hide, nigga
It's my birthday, why I'm thinkin' 'bout bad shit?
It's my birthday, I'm in the studio, I need a bad bitch
I need money, I'm an addict
I'm tryna see another year, so I ain't lackin'
I remember on my birthday, I ain't get no gifts
I just pulled up in a Tesla on my nigga, he fresh out the pen' (I just pulled up in a Tesla on my nigga, he fresh out the pen)
Another year, no money, no cash
Another year, new moves, more bags
I cut the fake off the circle
It's my birthday, I brought a Sprite and made it purple
It's my birthday, I'm still not happy
I might just pop me a Xanny
She like, "Happy birthday, daddy"
She like, "Let me pull up on you, what's the addy?"
