Vega Heartbreak
All About The Benjamins
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Writer(s):
Orlando L. Rowe (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions
Keywords:
Bills, Bottle Service, Cash, Club, Cocky, Confident, Dollars, Drugs, Explicit Lyrics, Fame, Hustle, Limo, Money, Power, Streets, Strip Club, Swagger, Wealth, Young
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
71
Key:
G♯m/A♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
All About The Benjamins
CHORUS:
All about the Benjamin's
That other sh*t, I be on some other sh*t, them girls they be loving me because I be on that other sh*t
Verse
I be on some other sh*t, must not know who you f*cking with
No I don't move that dope, but I move that music I be hustling
These clothes that I be bussing in, it keep that models f*cking him
Labels ain't talking millions, I'm sorry I can't f*ck with them
Coolest n*ggas in your vision rocking true religion, Beamers cruising through your subdivision looking for some chickens
Motivated because we made it out the basement paper chasing, pick your face up off the pavement, I am never new to this
Annihilate anybody who think I ain't true to this, all my n*ggas hooligans
Legacy will never end
I guarantee this legacy will never end, tell a friend to tell a friend we all about the, all about the
CHORUS
I'm big willy silly chain still chilly no stain on my million dollar outfit
I'm a bully with the Bucks goonies got the tooly tucked if you f*ck with the kid and you know they don't miss
I'm like lil mama she hot as lava, no dollars why bother holla, in college she scholar so I'm try to get that ass up out her
Kesha, Rhonda, Shonda, keke, tete that's a few of them, if you ain't about your dollars guarantee that you ain't screwing them
The hardest regardless ain't nobody on my level, music banging out your speakers and its Rocking like a heavy metal song
Hey they be like damn they tight, money right get it right so you know we all about the
CHORUS
That other sh*t, I be on that other sh*t
Black Persian team full of bastards and a**holes, time to get the masses what they ask for
Fly clothes, bad heauxs, yea we getting cash flow, heartbreak spit that fire sh*t so I guess I got that a*ss flow
Better cuff your girl cause if I pass she coming after, chains on my neck shine like stars I'm a galaxy
Holla about a dollar cause you know I need plenty, that movie star money I need more like Demi so we
CHORUS
Big Boy
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Writer(s):
Orlando L. Rowe (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Attitude, Big, Bling, Bravado, Club, Cocky, Confident, Explicit Lyrics, Limo, Money, Party, Strip Club, Stripper, Swagger, VIP
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
73
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Big Boy
CHORUS:
I got the Patron in my cup
I don't give a f***
You a hater and that's all you gon be
Shawty got that ass lookin' right
You with me tonight
Order what you like
Its all on me
It's that big boy s***
Big boy s*** (3x)
Catch me in the club
On that big boy s***
50s 100s and dubs
On that big boy shit
Big boy s***
New coupe sick
Girl put that ass on this big boy d***
Big boy games make them niggas forfeit
Yeah I got a lot but I want a bit more s***
Big boy hustle we go big boy hard
Racks on racks on racks on my big boy card
That 599 that's that big boy card
F***** A-list bitches that's them big boy broads
Fly to Amsterdam to go to H&M
Spending euros on Versace
That's that big boy fit
Don't know who I am
Vega I'm the man
All across the world
On that big boy s***
CHORUS
S*** so sick
Cartier Panera that's that big boy wrist
No diamonds in my watch cause them bitches on my neck
Labels say they wanna sign me
Cut that big boy check
Making big boy beats
Drop a big boy verse
Killin' rappers put they coffin in a big boy hearse
Taking big boy risks
Take a 100 grand
Invest in my career
Make a million
That's a big boy flip
Leaving big boy tips
Strippers love to dance
I'm they biggest fan
Throw some grands
On them big girl tits
Don't know who I am
Vega Im the man
All across the world
On this big boy s***
CHORUS
Camera man camera man
Hope you got the money shot
I'mma throw this money up
Girl make yo ass drop
Born To Fight
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Writer(s):
Orlando L. Rowe (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Rap
Keywords:
Auto Tune, Determined, Emotional, Empowerment, Encouragement, Fighting, Inspirational, Odds, Overcoming, Perseverance, Positive, Power, Rising, Strength, Strong, Triumphant, Uplifting
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
BPM:
87
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Born To Fight
CHORUS:
We are
Never giving up never backing down
We born to fight
We born to fight
And that's real
No matter what you say it'll never break us down
Cause we born to fight
Born fight (2x)
When it rains it pours
Everything has it own reasons
Everyday thank the lord
Just off the thought of me breathing
It brings pain to my sores
Just at the thought of you leaving
These wounds are open like doors
But we gon keep on retreating
We gon keep on fighting
Your life was light to the fire
So anxious to see you
So everyday we look higher
Gave birth in the rings so we was born to be fighters
Born to be titled the greatest
We give a f*** if you like it
Remember the times we cried
Remember the times we laughed
Remember the times forever
Wish I could have it all back
Give the world just to get a chance to see you again
Now you in a better place flying free as the wind
When its all over we gon be it again
Like I'm yours and your mine
And pains heals in due time
Fill that void cause you shine in the sky bright as ever
Celebrating your life
Missing you forever
CHORUS
If you ever lost somebody
Lemme hear you say
Oh oh oh
If you made it through the fire and you a fighter
Say oh oh oh
When you feel like you can't make it and you gotta be strong
Say oh oh oh
Cause you a fighter
Gon' and raise your lighters
This ones for the fighters
(2x)
Burn It Down
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Writer(s):
Orlando Lamonz Rowe (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Attitude, Dark, Determination, Edgy, Empowerment, Explicit Lyrics, False Friends, Gritty, Overcoming Obstacles, Perseverance, Police Brutality, Rising Above, Rough, Self Confidence, Serious, Social Commentary, Somber, Streets, The Struggle, Vibey
Instruments:
Drums, Synths
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
100
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Burn It Down
BURNT IT DOWN (CLEAN)
PRE-CHORUS
Fires burning earthquakes shake the ground
You can't see me like the speed of sound
Slave turned king now you can see my crown
When we leave we gone burn this b**** down
VERSE 1
In the streets grinding like a maf*****
Im just trying to make a change
Losing all your friends and all your loved ones
You don't really no the pain
When you got it they tripping on you hard now
Homie you can do the same
When they see the hustle start getting large now
They want to put you in the aim
From the city where we die young yea we die young
Police hit you with some sirens then make you viral
Doing 40 in a 20 man that's just a side note
Could have gave his ass a ticket he ain't have to die
My tea has gone cold like my names Dido
Say they had a reason never tell us why tho
Why not
This where it's goes down
Belly of the beats they taking souls now
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
We gone burn this b**** down
Burn it down (8X)
VERSE 2
Rest up Rest up better Rest Up
The war dog coming
Better vest vest up better vest up
The war dog coming
Put ya chest put ya chest up put ya chest up
The war dog coming yea, the war dog coming yea, the war dog coming
When the sun leave and the night fall
They don't say much
Let the guns talk
Gotta wake up to the face off
This ain't make up take ya face off
These young bucks killing each other never feeling each other
Never had a reason yes yes
That mean the war dog coming, that mean the war dog coming
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
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BURNT IT DOWN (EXPLICIT)
PRE-CHORUS
Fires burning earthquakes shake the ground
You can't see me like the speed of sound
Slave turned king now you can see my crown
When we leave we gone burn this bitch down
VERSE 1
In the streets grinding like a mafucker
Im just trying to make a change
Losing all your friends and all your loved ones
You don't really no the pain
When you got it they tripping on you hard now
Homie you can do the same
When they see the hustle start getting large now
They want to put you in the aim
From the city where we die young yea we die young
Police hit you with some sirens then make you viral
Doing 40 in a 20 man that's just a side note
Could have gave his ass a ticket he ain't have to die
My tea has gone cold like my names Dido
Say they had a reason never tell us why tho
Why not
This where it's goes down
Belly of the beats they taking souls now
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
We gone burn this bitch down
Burn it down (8X)
VERSE 2
Rest up Rest up better Rest Up
The war dog coming
Better vest vest up better vest up
The war dog coming
Put ya chest put ya chest up put ya chest up
The war dog coming yea, the war dog coming yea, the war dog coming
When the sun leave and the night fall
They don't say much
Let the guns talk
Gotta wake up to the face off
This ain't make up take ya face off
These young bucks killing each other never feeling each other
Never had a reason yes yes
That mean the war dog coming, that mean the war dog coming
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
Fast Life
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Orlando L. Rowe (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Bedroom, Cash, Celebration, Chill, City, Club, Date, Explicit Lyrics, Fashion, Flirtatious, Going Out, Hot Tub, Late Night, Limo, Love, Material, Money, Party, Rich, Romantic, Sex, Shallow, Shopping, Slick, Smooth, Spoiled
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
BPM:
69
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Fast Life
She do, she do, she do all the things I hate but I love it
She do all type of bad for that bag yeah,
But I love it love it when she shake that a** yeah
Want a n**** just like me to spend that cash yea
Passenger in that V going fast yea
Micheal Jackson Billy Jean
She Just want the fast life
She just want that fast life
Tell all her friends and brag like
He just bought my bag like
He just spent some racks right
She just want the fast life...yeah (Repeat 2x)
Verse 1
What you want from me
Say you want time I give you time say you want money
You so confused you chasing likes I see you running
Live in the Dark Die for the lights you know it's coming, you know it's coming yea
And Girl I see you
Somebody side bitch on the sideline for the season
Dance with the devil in the red dress she so evil
The underworld she doing s*** that's barely legal, that's barely legal yeah
Pre Hook
Making n***** fall in love head over hills probably catch a body for her
They love take her home to mama, she just love shopping all she want is Tom Ford
Gucci Gucci, Louie, Louie Hermes and Chanel bunch other s*** that I can't even tell
If they get her everything she wanted I can never even blame her for it
Repeat Hook
Verse 2
Wait a second text the reverend tell em shawty she been having sex
Viewers discretion is advised since a adolescent
She want it all she been aggressive
She's been having session dropped out of school said f*** a lesson
Now she on a pole, picked up the money off the flo
Now she hit the road, she found a n**** with some doe
That's the day her life changed ain't been the same since, for that lifestyle shawty shameless
Repeat Pre Hook
Hook
Game Time
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Attitude, Basketball, Club, Cocky, Competition, Confident, Determined, Excited, Face Off, Football, Game Time, Going Out, Match, Pumped Up, Showdown, Sports, Swagger, Winning
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
BPM:
69
Key:
E♭
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Game Time
I've been waiting all week for this
I just lost a lot of sleep for this
Women say the love my game face
You in first place of the lame race
Trophy wife I call her Goldie
Trophy look just like my gold piece
No sit ups but it's crunch time
CHORUS:
Yeah tonight you no it's Game Time
Yeah tonight you no it's Game Time
Yeah tonight you no it's Game Time
Yeah tonight you no it's Game Time
Me and my team we about to go out
Show out, no doubt
Like a tire this thing a blowout
Opponents about to get it tore out
Tell me what I have to score for
My whole team doing numbers like the scoreboard
Tell my team we about to run a play
Invest 10k to make a 100k
Crunch time I'm never catching cold feet
You looking OC I'm looking Kobe
For the 4 quarters I get no sleep
You are so weak out run you with no feet ha!
Gotta Have It
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Writer(s):
Orlando Lamonz Rowe (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Attitude, Bling, Bravado, Cash, Cocky, Coming Up, Confident, Determined, Drive, Drug References, Druggy, Explicit Lyrics, Flaunting, Flossing, Hustle, Hypnotic, Laid Back, Limo, Making Money, Rags To Riches, Raunchy, Showing Off, St. Louis, Streets, Swagger, Trippy, Wealth, Young
Instruments:
808 Bass, Bells, Drums, Synths
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
73
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Gotta Have It
GOTTA HAVE IT (CLEAN)
INTRO
Yea, yea, yea, yea
CHORUS
From the trap that s*** made me to a savage
A** fat girl you know I had to grab it
Everyday counting lettuce smoking cabbage
I like fly s*** so I gotta have it
If I pull to date b**** you'll be embarrassed
I got veggies in the chain you see the carrots
Everyday counting lettuce smoking cabbage
I like fly s*** so I gotta have it
VERSE 1
Things changed now my n****s going legal
Bad b**** with me fine as Mona Lisa
I like her friend she got features I might leave her
Say she want to f*** Vega I believe her
Now a n**** catching plays like a receiver
I just came to kill this b**** like I'm the reaper
Ex b**** calling crying begging pleading
I just dropped yea ass off cause I ain't need ya
CHORUS
VERSE 2
From the Lou them n****s cold as December
Take ya s*** and act like they don't remember
All the n****s falling off I'm yelling timber
Young n****s getting money I'm a member
Mamma say I need some church cause I'm a sinner
Daddy used to move that bass like he a tenor
Now a n**** baller s*** that I remember
Hot Cheetos, ramen noodles just for dinner
CHORUS
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GOTTA HAVE IT (EXPLICIT)
INTRO
Yea, yea, yea, yea
CHORUS
From the trap that shit made me to a savage
Ass fat girl you know I had to grab it
Everyday counting lettuce smoking cabbage
I like fly shit so I gotta have it
If I pull to date bitch you'll be embarrassed
I got veggies in the chain you see the carrots
Everyday counting lettuce smoking cabbage
I like fly shit so I gotta have it
VERSE 1
Things changed now my niggas going legal
Bad bitch with me fine as Mona Lisa
I like her friend she got features I might leave her
Say she want to fuck Vega I believe her
Now a nigga catching plays like a receiver
I just came to kill this bitch like I'm the reaper
Ex bitch calling crying begging pleading
I just dropped yea ass off cause I ain't need ya
CHORUS
VERSE 2
From the Lou them niggas cold as December
Take ya shit and act like they don't remember
All the niggas falling off I'm yelling timber
Young niggas getting money I'm a member
Mamma say I need some church cause I'm a sinner
Daddy used to move that bass like he a tenor
Now a nigga baller shit that I remember
Hot Cheetos, ramen noodles just for dinner
CHORUS
Here We Are
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Publisher(s):
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Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, R&B, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions
Keywords:
Ambition, Aspiration, Changes, City, Confidence, Dreams, Explicit Lyrics, Fame, Los Angeles, Motivation, New Life, New York, Rising, Risk, Striving, Taking A Chance, Uplifting, Victory
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
75
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Here We Are
CHORUS:
In search of stars a thousand miles away from home with no direction
But we don't care because we know which way to go
They all pretend to be what we've become
Until they see their reflections
But here we are
Here we are (5x)
Lights on, mic's on
Big stage right song
Dreaming bout the places where their flights long
With some bad bitches sight seeing
I'm just in my ride on the road to riches
They say you're more successful when you're more persistent
Let go of a couple bitches now I'm more efficient
No admission you hate when you get no attention from me
California dreaming shit I'm dreaming worldwide
Before the world die I wanna see the world skies
Before I spend a dime I wanna see that girl ride
Because my niggas been here since the beginning
Right by my side
I'm alive
I've tried to but I can't stop
I can't fall like rain drops
I must win I can't lose
That's gods plan so you can't block
If you feelin' this than go loco
Blackout four locos
No more disappointments
No romos
We compin' shit no robos
CHORUS
I'm just thinkin' to myself when did this begin
In this life changing meeting that I'm sitting in
It started when I start transitioning
You're great when you learn how to stand out instead of fitting in
Are you listening Ima say it again
You're great when you learn how to stand out instead of fitting in
Here we go with this again
Models wanna kiss again
No timeouts but we travelin
Like Webber but no Michigan
All the girls down like
Vega you just sound right
I just left my city cause I just wanted to get my town right
Yeah we are the gateway but don't s*** happen until you break away
Gotta hit the big cities like NY or LA to get a pay day
But Ima change that for the future
Bring it back to these roots cause
These kids need some role models
Waitress I need some cold bottles
If you feelin' this than go loco
Blackout four locos
No more disappointments
No romos
We compin' shit no robos
Here we are
Kryptonite
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Category:
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Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, R&B, Reality TV Moods & Emotions
Keywords:
Attraction, Bedroom, Confession, Crush, Date, Desire, Explicit Lyrics, Flirtatious, Hot Tub, Interest, Late Night, Love, Lust, Romantic, Seduction, Sexual, Slow Dance, Weakness
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
72
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Kryptonite
CHORUS:
Baby you should know this more than a crush
No I'm not in love but this is nothing like some lust
It's not the usual I'm a superman
Ever since I found you lose my powers when I'm around you
Baby you're my Lois Lane
But around you I can't sustain
Cause you my Kryptonite
Kryptonite (3x)
Never wanted a girl so bad
Till I saw you and I met you
I hate going to the club baby how could I forget you
Sitting with your friends I know that s*** upset you
Niggas grabbing your arm tryna holler
They being disrespectful I already know
You got it bad
Fashionista I can tell by your bag
I can tell by your dress
Tell by your demeanor
Its angels walking this earth I think I finally seen one
This ain't no game girl
I want yo number and your name girl
Probably we can do some thangs
Thangs (4X) girl
Brief intermission
Back up to the mission
You say you don't get out much
But your sister babysitting
Oh you got a kid
Girl you must be kidding
With a killer frame like that
I think I need a f***ing witness
F***ing witness (3x)
CHORUS
I knew it
You got everybody lookin' every time you do it
You got all these men that want you
They just fly you where you want to
Every b**** can't get my last name
You can get it if you want to damn
I'm playin'
Lately I'm just saying
You lookin' like Ms. America I know you got a man
Maybe if you don't you can put me in your plans
Maybe after that you can put me in your pants
I get so weak
I can hardly speak
Your love is so sweet
Its conquers and takes over me
Over me (4x)
CHORUS
Million
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Trap
Keywords:
Alcohol, Bling, Car, Cash, City, Club, Desire, Determined, Dirty South, Drive, Druggy, Drugs, Flaunting, Hustle, Hypnotic, Limo, Money, Party, Rich, Southern, Streets, Stripper Pole, Swagger, Thug, Tough, Trippy, VIP, Wealth, Young
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
BPM:
65
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Million
Keep my day ones with me
Cup dirty keep it filthy
Shawty text me can she get it
But I've been way to busy
Fell in love with the 50s
Put the Hundreds in the ceiling
I swear to god I got that feeling
I just trying to get a Million (8x)
I'm just trying to get a a million
N*ggas tripping off of b*tches
they just trying to chase a dime
I'm just trying to chase a million
I'm just trying to catch a break
While n*ggas out here catching feelings
This for the n*ggas getting money thousandnaires trying to reach the first million
Swear to god I'm out my mind dressing looking like a n*gga made a million
Damn I love me some Rihanna I bet she f*ck me for a million
Million dollars all in ones I bet it stack up to the ceiling
My palms itching I can feel it
I swear to god I got that feeling
Verse 2
I'm just trying to get a million
New money not a day old
N*ggas shopping on Rodeo
Call that balling Oj Mayo
I'm just trying to get rich
In this b*txh to get rich
For them dead white boys overtime on that grave yard shift
N*ggas grew up having nothing
Why the f*ck you think we hustle
LA girls say I'm something, accent southern shhhhh but they love it
The whole city riding with me
Bombay is in my kidneys
My N*ggas smoking like some hippies
If it's about that money come and get me
More Life
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Category:
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Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Bedroom, Chill, City, Confession, Date, Emotional, Going Out, Heartfelt, Hot Tub, Intimate, Late Night, Life, Limo, Love, Partner, Perfection, Relationship, Romantic, Sensual, Slick, Smooth, Together, Warm
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Strings, Synths
BPM:
72
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
More Life
Running for your love baby tell me when this race will end
I'm competing for your heart but your guard won't let me in
Tell me run faster baby I just need my second wind
Could you give me more life, you give me more life
For your love, I go above past the stars
I'm lost in you nobody else, no regards
When you gone and I'm alone breathings hard
Cuz you give me more life, you give me more life, I'm just saying
CHORUS:
(Driving me wild, Driving me wild)
Cuz you give me more life
Never let nobody come and tear down what we worked for
Pain to my body if you leave it probably hurt more
Gasping for your love baby your the one I search for
Cuz you give me more life, you give me more life
or your love, I go above past the stars
I'm lost in you nobody else, no regards
When you gone and I'm alone, breathing's hard
Cuz you give me more life, you give me more life, I'm just saying
CHORUS
I'm drowning deep in you, tell them don't save me keep your troops yea yeah
I don't see myself with no one else
Stranded on your island ain't no getting off
I don't need no SOS or help, tell the rescue team I'm not coming home
Night Out
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Subcategories:
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Keywords:
Bedroom, Celebration, Chill, City, Date, Explicit Lyrics, Flirtatious, Going Out, Hot Tub, Late Night, Limo, Love, Romantic, Slick, Smooth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
BPM:
72
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Night Out
CHORUS:
Just a night out on the city
A couple people with me
Took some shots back at the crib
So I'm already tipsy
Just broke up with my misses say she already miss me
I know you gon hate so you can already diss me
Yeah we got em
Yeah you know we got em
Couple bottles couple girls
Listen we don't want no problems tonight
Oh really really oh really
I'm just such a fresh prince
No philly ole willy
You don't know me but you know me
You know just how I do
Ain't bout that bread ain't bout cheese ain't bout that dough
A nigga gotta vamonos
I got my own
Hatin' a** niggas wanna trip
Got they feet out like sandals
Never worried about it
Scared I doubt it
Hottest in the streets
They word of mouth it
Im everywhere you're never there
Always wanted the truth I never dared
These niggas sick but I ain't never cared
To the doctors to the lawyers
To the strippers to the hustlers
Gotta new name for my haters
Dave cause y'all some busters
Yeah we on it
Yeah you know we on it
We been renting for a minute
But its time for us to own it
So its now or never
Yell it one two three
I just want this s*** forever
Slappin 5s when i'm stepping out the 6
Every since I touched the sky niggas all up in my mix
Broke gold digging women hollin trying to get a fix
Undiscovered with they cut without a nic make me sick so I sip
It helps me in the strangest way Rosay Rosay just take the pain away
Taking pictures with every fan I can gain today
Cause in a blink of an eye it can fade away
No Reason
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Writer(s):
Orlando L. Rowe (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
After Party, Bling, City, Club, Cocky, Confident, Dark, Drill, Druggy, Drugs, Explicit Lyrics, Flaunting, Gold, Gold Chain, Hypnotic, Jewelry, Limo, Party, Power, Southern, Streets, Strip Club, Stripper Pole, Swagger, Thug, Tough, Trippy
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
77
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
No Reason
CHORUS
Stunting on these n*ggas just for no reason
20 gold chains rock them for no reason
450 on the kicks bought them for no reason
I just f*ck your b*tch did that no reason
Left her a** cause she was way to clingy
White heauxs in the lobby begging try to see me
Stunting on these n*ggas just for no reason
20 gold chains rock them for no reason
Verse 1
To much liquor in my system now, think outside the frame you get the picture now
You know I love a college girl, pledging Delta hoping can I f*ck your sister now
AKA mega Vega yea that's what they call me, go and show your girlfriend what I bought, go and show your boyfriend what u taught you, sinning all week Sunday morning at the alter
Pray lord forgive me hoping that he give me, strength against these demons cause they out to get me
Owner sent some bottles to f*ck up my kidneys, young n*ggas balling change my name to Griffey
CHORUS
Verse 2
Free my cousin out the jail cell, I came from food stamps and well fare
I haven't touched a million dollars yet, but I know how being real feel
Get paid then we go pay our tithes, hoping you open your eyes
October 31st all of my snakes in disguise, the sky is the limit
B*tch n*ggas love to despise, above all your hate I will rise, both of my eyes have see the p*ssy between her thighs
You loving her, cuffing her but she the one I would dodge facade you living
N*ggas is n*ggas but act just like b*tches Ms. doubtfire no Robin Williams
Always inside they feelings, I call them lies you living, Perrelli tires I'm wheeling, I'm feeling like millions, surrounding by women I'm gone
Open It For Me
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Writer(s):
Orlando L. Rowe (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Auto Tune, Bedroom, Chill, City, Confession, Date, Dedication, Flirtatious, Genuine, Late Night, Love, Opening, Romantic, Slick, Smooth, Sweet
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Harpsichord, Synths
BPM:
82
Key:
F
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Open It For Me
You got a personal vendetta
Against love cause you gave your all
you feel like you lost the war
I am the one to make it better
You tell me to do some more
But when I'm knocking you close your door
Pre Hook
You tell me it's hard to press restart
Because you got a band aid from the damage on your heart
(Repeat Pre Hook)
Hook
Open it for Me....Repeat 4x
Can you oh oh open your heart
Verse 2
We can take it as slow as you want
Girls I'm her for you no matter how long
Let the past be the past and be will to move on
Try again to put your heart on the line
Give me yours and baby I'll give you mines as my sacrifice, I'll guard it with my life
Pre Hook
Hook
Take It Off
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Writer(s):
Orlando L. Rowe (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions
Keywords:
Bedroom, Bills, Club, Cocky, Dance Floor, Dirty, Explicit Lyrics, Flirtatious, Hot, Lap Dance, Las Vegas, Money, Naked, Nude, Provocative, Racy, Sexy, Strip Club, Stripper Pole, Suggestive, Swagger, Tipsy
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
68
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Take It Off
CHORUS
I'm yelling take it off
Baby bend over let me see it
Take it off
Let me see it, sneak peak
Bring that a** back repeat
Repeat same moves
Them h*es look alright but they ain't you
Southern California, it's raining baby
She never take a lost cause she a angel baby
Shake it in my face then touch yo ankles baby
A** like a deer she Bowinkle baby
Hit the bank cash please pour it up
Like I drunk to many ones I just throw them up
Girl yo A** the bomb you just blowing up
I'm showing up, you showing love
CHORUS
Sliding down the pole like a firefighter
Yo a** all on my attire, I'm going broke just off a lap dance
Then she told me that she know Miriah (Magic City) she know miliah (dreams) she know blacc Chyna (King of diamonds) never be a top model
But they all friends with Tyra
No bulimic sh*t, only stallions
Giuseppe's, red bottoms, b*thes styling
CHORUS
I just give you ones and you give me time
A couple more ones and I can make you mines
So let's just have a good time girl
Let see it, let me see it, let me see it bend over let me see it
When It Rains
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Writer(s):
Orlando L. Rowe (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Club, Dance, EDM, Electronic, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B
Keywords:
Bottle Service, Boyfriend, Club, Cocky, Commitment, Confident, Dance Floor, Dedicated, Drinking, Erotic, Flirtatious, Fun, Girlfriend, Hot, Infatuated, Late Night, Love, Party, Romantic, Seductive, Sexual, Sexy, Shelter, Smooth, Steamy, Sweet, VIP
Instruments:
Bass, Drum, Synths
BPM:
129
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
When It Rains
Ocean floor deep is how my love is for you
Need no door keys cause my heart is open for you
Go to war with any person or country for you the frontline
I will take a shot for you girl
Damn it's been a long time since I felt this way inside
Finally got alone time and your all mine it's good to have you by my side
Only one I run to when it's thundering and it's no sunshine out side
Ahhh
Hook
When it rains
You protect me from storms
I feel safe in your arms
So forever I'm yours...
Forever I'm yours (repeat 4x)
Verse 2
Us forever, we can conquer any storm and weather
When there's sadness in the sky your my shelter
When 2 hearts are beating there's no music better, nothing better
Got eachother
I pray every every night to GOD above us
That he keep you in my life cause your my lover
You got me here till it's over ahh
When The Lights Go Down
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Writer(s):
Orlando L. Rowe (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Carefree, Celebrate, Club, Cocky, Confident, Cool, Cruising, Dance Floor, Debauchery, Drinking, Drugs, Explicit Lyrics, Frat House, Fun, Good Time, Late Night, Marijuana, Night Club, Party, Playful, Smoke, Smoking, Strip Club, Swagger, Trap, Weed
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
BPM:
70
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
When The Lights Go Down
CHORUS:
Green is in my blunt
Purple in my cup
Pour it up
Girl drink all you, say you had enough
Throw it up
Realest in the city getting money
Yea you know it's Us
We don't ever die we come alive when the lights go down
Light it up this youngin smoking trees
This youngin popping pagne
For all my victories
Got on about 30 chains
they call me Mr Freeze
One I never do
I don't do s*** for free
First thing in thinking about
What she gone do for me
If she see 50 coming
Is she going to help me flee
Go flush them Os and Ps
You know we play for keeps
We setting records in this b****
Go and call Ripleys
CHORUS
I'm just a b***** child
I'm feeling ratchet now
Balling like I'm claiming 10 kids on my taxes now
You getting super swerved
I'm getting super rode
She say I drive her crazy
She say you super drove
Young n***** came from nothing
I'm talking ebt, couldn't afford no cable
Antenna on my tv
Now we in Mercedes Gs
Spending Rap money
Fresher than a n**** who just got his tax money
You Better Duck Quick
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Writer(s):
Orlando L. Rowe (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Alternative, Electronic, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Arena, Attitude, Beast, Club, Cocky, Competition, Confident, Crunk, Crushing, Dark, Death, Determined, Dirty, Driving, Drugs, Entrance, Explicit Lyrics, Face Off, Fast, Fight, Game Time, Gang, Gritty, Intense, Killer, Mean, Murder, Ominous, Police, Promo, Propulsive, Pumped Up, Showdown, Stadium, Struggle, Swagger, Underground
Instruments:
Bass, Claps, Drums, Keyboard, Organ, SFX, Synths
BPM:
152
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
You Better Duck Quick
This that crack hit, make a dope head wanna do a back flip
I'm like Batman in this all black, to these bad b****** I'm Bruce Wayne
Like car seats we all strapped, ain't no 1 on 1's we all scrap
I'm on the 101 in my corvette, with your dream girl I never call back
Back back back back back the f*** up, for a n**** act the f*** up
Nigga never had s*** had to hustle, wanna join us have to match the muscle
Head of my time nigga too far, jazzy with the b****** like Utah
Got the rocket on me like Houston, you can get it for the low like Groupon
I spend all my time, tryna get a million baby, fuck a living make a killing baby, mob ties like I'm a Sicilian baby Woah!
I'm the only n****they f*** with, so you know I'm not to be f***** with, when that Badddddd spray you better duck quick
CHORUS:
When that Bddddd spray you better duck quick
When that Bddddd spray you better duck quick
You know I'm not to be f***** with
You know I'm not to be f***** with
You know I'm not to be f***** with
Vvs in my wrist watch, trigger finger got chicken pox, and I'm itching to let this b**** go, like top 40 you gone get popped
Kush you can smell it through the zip lock, shawty suckig d*** till her lips lock, a whole lot of cars in the front yard, got the b**** looking like a pit stop
Whoop whoop fish tailing when that cops come, fish scale yea I got some, let me know if you ever wanna comp one
If you get out of hand you get handled, I'm like bob the builder got hammers, girl can I get a handful I'm handsome, a**, p**** mouth, and some
Baking soda with the water, whip it real good
Got a young man balling damn it feel good
Count it up count it up no money machine Ima count by hand
Give my bitch a couple grand, we dropping bombs like Japan
CHORUS
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