VISION Songtext
von APOLLO THE GOAT
VISION Songtext
One, two, three
Ready, set, go
Sometimes I need to let go
Sometimes I need to
Sometimes I get it from the get go
Sometimes I only want to flex notes
Sometimes I wanna see my dead homes
Other times I′m feeling so dead bro
Born with a vision
My tradition
God I'm wishing
For your love and support
They ask me, "Do you got money"
"Do you got money"
Hell nah
"Do you got money"
Hell nah
"Do you got money"
Hell nah
We cover faces faces and do races races
And fight cases cases type up my laces laces
So "Bring him to the front"
Oh Damn
"Bring him to the front"
Oh Damn
"Bring him to the front"
Oh Damn
"Bring him to the front"
People talk to me I can tell they don′t see my vision
Spit true words this verse you need to hear you need to listen
Beat like a glock and my words the clip I put the clip in it
Smoking biscotti the hennesy you know that I'm sipping it
My nigga pack runner get packs you know that he's flipping
Just got back on this shit you know I′m killing it
Get this shit back on topic
Tired of not being taken serious
Ima be great you know that its period
We going up fast and leave em furious
Don′t know what I'm cooking they so damn curious
"What is apollo doing?" bitch your mama
I′m really tryna get up on some commas
I'm not really in for the drama
Two bitches on my mind just like its Kappa
But fuck that shit I got to get my stacks up
Making hot shit we in the lab huh
Martin Lawrence you that I′m bad huh
Vanilla Unicorn we blow that cash up
Whip not a rari but I still go fast huh
Bring him to the front, they looking at me
I know they want, I feel like my dad the way that I stunt
Long live you, you get rolled like a blunt
She talking crazy but its okay
She out of my league in everyway
I ain't tryna leave lil hoe ima stay
I ain′t tryna leave said bae ima stay
She been changing changing
Go through phases phases
It's amazing amazing
Stuck in mazes mazes they glazing glazing
It's okay they hating
We all in the sky like Jamaican
Run up on me I ain′t playing
Run up on me and I′m not
Sometimes I need to let go
I'm getting bread getting pesos
I′m on the block like a Lego
Get to the bread the payroll
Sometimes I need to let go
I need to let go
Sometimes I need to let go
Born with a vision
Born with a vision
My tradition
God I'm wishing
For your love and support
They ask me, "Do you got money"
"Do you got money"
Hell nah
"Do you got money"
Hell nah
"Do you got money"
Hell nah
We cover faces faces and do races races
And fight cases cases type up my laces laces
So "Bring him to the front"
Oh Damn
"Bring him to the front"
Oh Damn
"Bring him to the front"
Oh Damn
"Bring him to the front"
Ready, set, go
Sometimes I need to let go
Sometimes I need to
Sometimes I get it from the get go
Sometimes I only want to flex notes
Sometimes I wanna see my dead homes
Other times I′m feeling so dead bro
Born with a vision
My tradition
God I'm wishing
For your love and support
They ask me, "Do you got money"
"Do you got money"
Hell nah
"Do you got money"
Hell nah
"Do you got money"
Hell nah
We cover faces faces and do races races
And fight cases cases type up my laces laces
So "Bring him to the front"
Oh Damn
"Bring him to the front"
Oh Damn
"Bring him to the front"
Oh Damn
"Bring him to the front"
People talk to me I can tell they don′t see my vision
Spit true words this verse you need to hear you need to listen
Beat like a glock and my words the clip I put the clip in it
Smoking biscotti the hennesy you know that I'm sipping it
My nigga pack runner get packs you know that he's flipping
Just got back on this shit you know I′m killing it
Get this shit back on topic
Tired of not being taken serious
Ima be great you know that its period
We going up fast and leave em furious
Don′t know what I'm cooking they so damn curious
"What is apollo doing?" bitch your mama
I′m really tryna get up on some commas
I'm not really in for the drama
Two bitches on my mind just like its Kappa
But fuck that shit I got to get my stacks up
Making hot shit we in the lab huh
Martin Lawrence you that I′m bad huh
Vanilla Unicorn we blow that cash up
Whip not a rari but I still go fast huh
Bring him to the front, they looking at me
I know they want, I feel like my dad the way that I stunt
Long live you, you get rolled like a blunt
She talking crazy but its okay
She out of my league in everyway
I ain't tryna leave lil hoe ima stay
I ain′t tryna leave said bae ima stay
She been changing changing
Go through phases phases
It's amazing amazing
Stuck in mazes mazes they glazing glazing
It's okay they hating
We all in the sky like Jamaican
Run up on me I ain′t playing
Run up on me and I′m not
Sometimes I need to let go
I'm getting bread getting pesos
I′m on the block like a Lego
Get to the bread the payroll
Sometimes I need to let go
I need to let go
Sometimes I need to let go
Born with a vision
Born with a vision
My tradition
God I'm wishing
For your love and support
They ask me, "Do you got money"
"Do you got money"
Hell nah
"Do you got money"
Hell nah
"Do you got money"
Hell nah
We cover faces faces and do races races
And fight cases cases type up my laces laces
So "Bring him to the front"
Oh Damn
"Bring him to the front"
Oh Damn
"Bring him to the front"
Oh Damn
"Bring him to the front"
Writer(s): Gio Cordova Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
