Vo2k - La Fashion Week

Yea
I'm in La I'm at this fashion show
I'm the only dope boy here
Pass the smoke
Lights low
High hopes
We pray that the nights slow
Wine pours
I soar
I get it that's time four
I'm tryna supply more
I'm up till my eyes sore
She keep callin my phone
I'm busy so I ignore
Zay just hit me on a text
Like nigga what you doing
I was smoking on the Kush
I told him I'd send it to him
Working on product placement
Made it right out the basement
Now me and Sam like
Nigga we so close that we can taste it
You never been this high
We passed a cloud
You ever seen that Og buy the pound
Aww yea we get so lifted
We still hold it down
Aye! Yea

You ever have you dreams to reality
We got the same 24 you can't be mad at me
He pass the beat I told him
This right here casualty
I run this bitch incase these
Niggas try to tackle me
I'm giving game don't hang wit lames come meet the faculty
I was workin on this for a min
It's a masterpiece
Talkin bout her nigga
And her friends
And I'm like pass the weed
I ain't here convo
I ain't here for small walks
I'm dodging my main chick
She wan have this long
And right now I'm just tryna
Whip the pot get my shit right
This like a cinema
I tell em chill. And sit tight
I want that all gold
They like what yo wrist like
Niggas say they on one
But we know that big hype
Yea
I'm not that different
Just my vision
Lil clearer
I was standing in the sun
But my chill is on zero
We up in the same building
But them niggas aren't near us
Yea yea

Don't event trip bro

Written by:
Duvon Wiley

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