Derin Falana - Vacation (Produced By: The T3chnician & P.O.) | Текст песни

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• Derin Falana
• Vacation (Produced By: The T3chnician & P.O.)

[Verse 1]
I've don' been the fliest on the scene
Funny, some'll never get to choose
You can ask about me in the streets
All they said was \"Damn that nigga smooth\"
I'ma prolly have to book a trip (trip)
Somewhere on an island with a view (first class)
You would think I'm fuckin' with the crips
'Way the boy don' came up out the blue
Move into the city
Young dude coming from the burbs
View I need is similar to birds
Villa on the island with the bird
Tiki hut in Maui with a sign that's sayin’
\"Please do not disturb\"
I just say the word

[Pre-Hook]
Pull me up a plane ticket
Hold up, tryna travel like I changed pivots
Ain’t gotta say that since a kid I had the same mission
See I’m just waiting ‘till the fame kick-in, I ain’t tripping
I’ll be on my way

[Hook]
I’m on my way
I’m on my motherfuckin’ way
Yeah, I’m on my way
Tryna get paid
Hustlin' every day
Yeah, I’m on my way
I’m ‘bout to book me a ticket and take a vacation
Working so hard every day and I’m tired of waiting
I’m on my way

[Verse 2]
Way up, I can lay up on a beach
I don’t even gotta pull a chair
Po’ll probably have to smoke a blunt
You can prolly smell it in the air, yeah
Want to take a private overseas
Buttons with the flowers on the shirt
Tryna hit the valet with the keys, yeah
Then I tell him park it in reverse
Man this shit the life
Picture always have to fit the frame
All I ever wanted was the pay
'Bout a quarter million it could change
I just need somebody that can fly me even if I miss the plane
In a different lane

[Pre-Hook]
Pull me up a plane ticket
Hold up, tryna travel like you changed pivots
Ain’t gotta say that since a kid I had the same mission
See I’m just waiting ‘til the fame kick in, I ain’t tripping
I’ll be on my way

[Hook]
I’m on my way
I’m on my motherfuckin’ way
Yeah, I’m on my way
Tryna get paid
Hustlin' every day
Yeah, I’m on my way
I’m ‘bout to book me a ticket and take a vacation
Working so hard every day and I’m tired of waiting
I’m on my way

[Verse 3]
Ain't been on a plane, since the first grade
If there's any way of livin' I prefer paid
Let the high tide run up on a kid
Help aside me, couple candles like a birthday
I've been workin' out, no break
Been my job, I had to toll the weigh
Momma said, I better throw the breaks
Take a couple off and then it's better show face
Last time I left the city, it was only for a day
I'm too busy planning for the life
I think I deserve a party for the night
Or a weekend doing nothing on the beach
While I wait, I'll put some bottles over ice
Man, fuck it
We've been talking 'bout Miami for a while now
Come up out the fuckin' up, let's put the 5' down
Hold a bottle in my hands, sippin' 'till I'm on a wave
While I watch the waves weigh-up over high grounds
I'll be on my way!


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