Casey Veggies - Foreign Coupes lyrics

[Casey Veggies - Foreign Coupes lyrics]

Yeah, uh, damn

I levitate (I levitate)
That's Heaven gates (That's Heaven gate)
I told my niggas I'd find us a better way
(A better way)
I went from Metro to foreign coupe every day
Tryna motivate the youth, but niggas
They rather hate (Whoa)
I'm better late (I'm better late)
You featherweight (You featherweight)
I'm heavyweight, get money in every state, ah
(Every state)
Count on me to go do it, I never wait, ah
Count on me to keep going and levitate, ah

Niggas still trying do it, we been did it
Boy, I didn't know that was your boo
We been hit it
Feeling like Nas in the 90's, it was written
Used to play ball at Pan Pacific
Mama was in a Civic
Never thought I'd make it this far
I could admit it
Made a mil off that deal, I had to get it
Ain't no stopping my squad now
We still winning
Funny how they turn Hollywood
And act different
The rap life is like the good
Women are scared of us
I can't trust these girls
I gotta wear a rubber
I get nervous when I get
Calls from weird numbers
I feel like somebody's watching me
Do you hear something?

Damn, I feel like my mind
Playing tricks on me yeah, uh
I feel like my mind playing tricks on me

I levitate (I levitate)
That's Heaven gates (That's Heaven gate)
I told my niggas I'd find us a better way
(A better way)
I went from Metro to foreign coupe every day
Tryna motivate the youth, but niggas
They rather hate (Whoa)
I'm better late (I'm better late)
You featherweight (You featherweight)
I'm heavyweight, get money in every state, ah
(Every state)
Count on me to go do it, I never wait, ah
Count on me to keep going and levitate, ah

I'm a west side nigga, no, I can't back down
I don't fold under pressure
Yeah check my background
Same niggas doubted the boy
They tip their hat now
Shawty fronted on me back then
I blow her back now
That don't mean I ever left when
I say I'm back now
Can't blend in with these clowns
I play the background
I hit the stage for an hour
Then I get cashed out
Shawty starstruck when she see me
She almost passed out
That school shit wasn't for me
I took the fast route
I wasn't in it for the fame
They chasing mad clout
I'm not sayin' skip the knowledge
But get your bag now
You don't wanna be no one talking
'bout what you had now

Damn, I feel like my mind
Playing tricks on me yeah, uh
It feel like my mind playing tricks on me

I levitate (I levitate)
That's Heaven gates (That's Heaven gate)
I told my niggas I'd find us a better way
(A better way)
I went from Metro to foreign coupe every day
Tryna motivate the youth, but niggas
They rather hate (Whoa)
I'm better late (I'm better late)
You featherweight (You featherweight)
I'm heavyweight, get money in every state, ah
(Every state)
Count on me to go do it, I never wait, ah
Count on me to keep going and levitate, ah
There's somethin' different 'bout ya
('Bout ya)
Baby, there's somethin' different 'bout ya
And I'm ridin' a foreign with ya (With ya)
Oh ah

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