This is a song about "Vegas"

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

My flag has been seen from south beach out to vegas

Making it happen, vegas on acid

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

Yeah, spent the night up in vegas

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

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

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

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

I think about my best bud ayman and i in vegas

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

What happens in vegas, stays in vegas baby

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

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