Текст песни Vacation - GVO CJ

Problems and problems gon keep piling up
Goblins around me, get yo violence up
Stop trying to come around if yeen one of us
You did yo damage, swear you've done enough
They calling false plays, but I caught the bluff
Steady progression, I can't be stuck
Yeaaa
Like 34 we only playing for the Bucks
Visit Oregon for Nike but I'll never Duck

Pain on top of pain
Different situations start feel the same
I want the numbers before everbody know my name
And be successful before my parents hit the grave
Thank God that he ain't make a nigga into no slave
Cause in this day of age I still got my own rage
Bring them niggas to the top so they can duck the cage
Them niggas on the block, they say fuck that minimum wage
I'm thanking God he gifted me so I could rock the stage
Open new chapters I can't even keep up with the page
Burning backwoods to ease my mind this ain't no sage
I told my momma it's apart of me, this ain't no phase
Done looked death into its eyes and I'm still okay

Yeaaa
More time to get some cake
Snakes up in the grass, we bound to kill em with the rakes
The good die young, I wanna be great without the shakes
Gon leave my city so my backyard can have a lake
I'll risk it all on that home plate just tell me what's at stake
Told all my bruddas once we get them chains, we getting dracs
That's just gon multiply all the love and all the hate
So we gon need our own cribs to have they own gates
Go out the country, no vacation, bae this just a date
When she looked me in my eyes I know she seen my fate
Value everybody down my line because I'm living great
Can't hold no dead weight

Been working too hard, waiting on vacations
Working too hard Ion got no patience
Trying to come around and play with my station
But they can't add to the vision, they breaking equations
Can't have no relations

Yea
I'm getting anxious
My shift almost over, talking rich payments
242 to da world, ball like DeAndre Ayton
Two for you if you done stayed down, because we made it
3.5 in the wood, everybody know I'm faded
Smoke the roaches out the crib so they can't come and raid us
And the same hoes talking down, the ones that laid us
They prolly still wanna fuck cause they see we the latest
I'm chilling with the Gators, I can't keep track of the haters
But I still love em, they apart me, they think they made us
VO Love, rise above us, Ion know why they hate us
Yeaaa
But nobody pay us
Dumbass nigga