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Vacate
Hip-Hop/Rap
Vacate was released on August 5, 2024 by ZTG as a part of the album Vacate - Single
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Release DateAugust 5, 2024
LabelZTG
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Raven Williams
Raven Williams
Songwriter
kinsley cruse
kinsley cruse
Songwriter
kasyn williams
kasyn williams
Songwriter
halie braxton
halie braxton
Songwriter
madilyn braxton
madilyn braxton
Songwriter

Lyrics

Hop on a plane, let's take a trip
And we can vacate for a week
Tryna come play, better come with some money
You know that these prices ain't cheap
Yeah, I rubber band put my shit in a box
Cause I like my money real neat
Hundreds and fifties, and then to the twenties
Give the tens to the fives to my niece
I been tryna stay humble and tryna stay focused
But I feel that life got me beat
Spend a few hundred thats just on my bitch
All this loyalty made her a freak
Put her nose to the floor and an arch in her back
Fuck her good till she tired and weak
And she say she love me, put no one above me
She keeping that pussy for me
And I ain't got time to be going in circles
If you don't wanna stay, you can leave
And we shoot to kill, we ridin' with toys
But ****, these ain't no BBs
And we was just kids runnin' through granny house
Cause she ain't want us in the streets
But then for you know it streets was fillin' my pockets the junkies was stealin' for me
Hop on a plane, let's take a trip
And we can vacate for a week
Tryna come play, better come with some money
You know that these prices ain't cheap
Yeah, I rubber band put my shit in a box
Cause I like my money real neat
Hundreds and fifties, and then to the twenties
Give the tens and the fives to my niece
Yeah, all of these **** is really some suckers
And I don't really like sweets, if you tryna sign me
I need at least an 8-ball, feelin' like MJG
I was forced to grow up, life ain't been the same
Shit it's been gettin' to me
And he say he hungry, well ****, I'm starvin
But shit, I'll still give you a piece
Yeah, I done got comfortable with all this rap shit
Now I just kick up my feet
Had to stop smokin' and hittin' that cup
Cause I ain't got time to be sleep
Fell in love with a bitch from the east
with some pussy so good, that it put me to sleep
And I thought you loved me until you had crossed me
I thought that this shit was a dream
Had to re up on all of my sticks
Now I got a glock with a beam
And I can't listen to what bitches say
Everything is just not what it seems
And it's long live my brother, I got you forever
His name tatted right on my sleeve
If you say you love me, gotta love me out loud
Cause my eyes could not be deceived
Yeah, you pay the cost to be the boss
But I got that title for free
He say he got somethin' for me
I'm comin' right now, ****, got me intrigued
And I watched my bro cross me out
About a bitch that was just fuckin' the team
Can't say I made it till everyone on
And all of they families can eat
Hop on a plane, let's take a trip
And we can vacate for a week
Tryna come play, better come with some money
You know that these prices ain't cheap
Yeah, I rubber band put my shit in a box
Cause I like my money real neat
Hundreds and fifties, and then to the twenties
Give the tens and the fives to my niece
Yeah, all of these **** is really some suckers
And I don't really like sweets, if you tryna sign me
I need at least an 8-ball, I'm feelin' like MJG
I was forced to grow up
Life ain't the same, shit it's been gettin' to me
And he say he hungry, well, ****, I'm starving
But shit, I still give you a piece
Written by: Raven Williams, halie braxton, kasyn williams, kinsley cruse, madilyn braxton
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