This is a song about "Vegas"

Minds are wasted like paper out the pocket in lines in vegas

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

Here i go again, searching for love

Yeah, spent the night up in vegas

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

What happens in vegas, stays in vegas baby

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

I think about my best bud ayman and i in vegas

Rag on my hair, wrap weed in vegas, rockin' vagabonds

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

My flag has been seen from south beach out to vegas

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Gettin vodka from los vegas,

Perhaps it's a musti'm facin cases

Fake mc's vomit. me and my niggas on the top floor in vegas drinking gin and

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend