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Ray - Vacate Lyrics



Ray - 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
F*ck 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 f*ckin' 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
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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
F*ck 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 f*ckin' 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
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Writer: halie braxton, kasyn williams, Raven Williams, madilyn braxton, kinsley cruse
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