Ace Volar - Layover (feat. Kanise & Jefe Sué)

Give me a second to just
Just talk to you real quick
Layover
Yeah
Uh huh
Let's go, Volar
Uh, I think it's time for me to go, feel like a stolen watch
I put my dreams on hold and had to punch a clock
We came from poverty that's why my brothers sold the rock
No Dwayne, girl if you cry now as I leave that's when we'll change
It used to be for fun, now it's money and fame
Like damn, how come this shit couldn't just stay the same
I am, untouchable when in this fucking lane
I am, the greatest to ever uphold the game, Volar
Getting out this limbo (Yeah)
In a layover, it can take hold (It can take hold)
But I still fly, be bold, be bold
Coldest to ever do it (Yeah)
Going to the top and I always knew it (Yeah)
Got that money talk, you know I'm fluent
They told me calm down, I admit it
Half a million streams got me asking whose winning, forget it
New York City, damn these lights is pretty
Dotted line calls, I slam for like a milli
At this layover in Charlotte, what's the dealy, like
Who got the plugs on drugs and pretty women
We flew here straight from Tally, them the trenches
Damn who would've thought it
These kids made it off spitting
Man who would've thought it
This linen it read Fendi
Every whip I bought it, no payments and I'm forealy
Next I go for houses, no mortgage and no evictions
Make my mama proud even though her baby ain't Christian
Volar Abdul Muhammad, I promise this shit was written
Long live Poppy, I promise I got your siblings
Long live *****
Your moms ask me for 20 but I gave her more
'Cause if it was mine, you would've did it, layover
Getting out this limbo (Yeah)
In a layover, it can take hold (It can take hold)
But I still fly, be bold, be bold
Coldest to ever do it (Yeah)
Going to the top and I always knew it (Yeah)
Got that money talk, you know I'm fluent
I was 15 in my room looking at pictures of New York
Bro ask if that's my goal, oh of course
Dreams of being the cover of The Source on some old school shit
They shoot us and we shoot back with no remorse
I'm tired of that shit
So I'ma pack a bag and book a flight
And I'ma leave all this shit tonight
Fuck a hood, fuck a gun, I wanna live life
Chasing dreams with my niggas and my wife
I got a layover in Charlotte in my sights
Getting out this limbo (Yeah, Charlotte in my sights)
In a layover, it can take hold (It can take hold)
But I still fly, be bold, be bold
Coldest to ever do it (Yeah)
Going to the top and I always knew it (Yeah)
Got that money talk, you know I'm fluent

Written by:
Ace Volar, DeChristopher Wyche

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