2am In Vegas (feat. Fastlife Jimmy)

It's 2am in Vegas, and I'm just sitting here Thinking like, all the shit I done been through To get to this part of life, to get to this journey, To get to where we at on this road All the risks we done took, all the losses, the Ups and the downs, this jail shit, losing Homies, losing relationships, losing people that You thought you would never lose And then it's just like when you come through, And you maintain it, and you make it to a Place that you thought you would never make It. It puts you in a space to where you almost Feel like anything is possible, and you can't be Stopped. So as I ride through the city And I look at these city lights and I get bent, I'ma take y'all on a ride with me It's 2am in Vegas, and I'm focused on the Mission. I'm thinking about Lil chris and all The time that he got sentenced. Got me Ducking all these charges, and I'm standing on My Business. They'll switch, won't have your back. My brother told me I ain't listen, I Should've listened to my mama before I hit That plane. I hit the road, I ain't look back I hit the block, I made my name. Now I'm Shining like the lights in this city, it's so bright If I take off on this flight, bring them bows to You tonight. I ain't got no time for niggas Always saying they gon' owe me. Every time I Do a favor, quick to act like they don't Know me. Same niggas, I had they back, ain't Have my back. These niggas phony, niggas Quick To ride your wave when they feel like you got Motion. It's 2am in Vegas, now I'm cruising Down the strip. Got my mind up on these Millions, trying to plot how I get rich. I got Gen four On my hip. Keep it close, I love my blick. I can't Go out like I'm Pac, I had to bulletproof The whip. I got my mind up on the millie Shooting craps, I'm at the palms. I smoke zattie Back To back, it hit my chest just like a bomb. Waited Till my time came, now I'm at Fountain Blue with racks. Making plays up out the the Rio couple bitches sealin bags. Make a left on Tropicana, then I drove right down the strip. Bought a couple hoes from Cali, man this Vegas Life is lit. He can't sell a 100 bags, then he Know he trapping light. Was in Oakland Like the Raiders, I came down just from the Bay. And they know I'm quick to send em. Yeah Them bags, they on the way. Ain't got time to Conversate unless them racks stay in my Face. Slide to Fremont, we at Circa. Got a bad Bitch at the pool. We in the Wraith, let's Hit the strip. I told her, baby, lose the roof. I Ain't in no competition. City lights I see the vision. Gotta go out to the hills to get Some peace, that's how I'm living Got me thinking about the times they said they Had me and they failed. I'm thinking About them bags I hope they touch, they in the Mail. It's 2am in Vegas