This is a song about "Vegas"

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

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Yeah, spent the night up in vegas

And i ain't never plan to be famous

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Gettin vodka from los vegas,

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

What happens in vegas, stays in vegas baby

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

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

I be calling out game like miles at the farms

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

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

My flag has been seen from south beach out to vegas

Fuck what them niggas saying i aspire for greatness

I think about my best bud ayman and i in vegas