Searching - Casey Veggies

Ayy, say what’s up to the haters

Now we getting paper

Thank my momma, she made me

Aww man

I said I’m thinking can I keep me on the wrap

Me and the homie, four door, three in the back

Shout out Anwar Carrots helped put me on the map

So it me and my team on me it’s a wrap

Me and the homies moving, you standing still on flats

All talk, cat stack type niggas

Listed to Ye first then start bumping to Jigga

Now I’m bumping myself

How’d this happen man, I don’t remember

Now I got a new girl, my ex mad when I’m with her

Swear a young boy shining like a back full of glitter

First nigga when we was young, had girls sending me pictures

My dad probably predicted he produced a winner

I’m gone

you to show me that you want me

Or else we going up and down

I lost the old me now I’m searching

Trying to pick myself off the ground

I’m like four days away from killing haters til they goe

Same girls used to diss me now can’t leave me alone

I’m just staying calm and I swear I’m in my zone

Trapped inside my mind, can’t even answer my phone

Everybody hating gave me a reason for my doubt

If that girl talking stupid, tell her close her damn mouth

Man I’m rapping on these tracks tryna show you what I’m about

Raised up in LA but had family down south

Man my little cousin died before she learned what life’s about

She was only like five, shit in my mind won’t leave out

(Girl I love you, put no one above you

While you living upstairs just know I’m here and I trust you)

I ain’t talked to ol' girl so I don’t know what she been up to

But I know love crazy so I ain’t even gon' judge you

Really had love for you, wasn’t just tryna fuck you

But I’m about to be home so you’ll be dumb if you want to

Bruh last around these haters, I write my raps in a jumpsuit

I beat you so I can touch you

This beat comes on and it haunts you

You tell me what you need, swear the young boy confront you

Don’t stand in front of the house, gangstas might really you

I’m walking around on my pivot, no dreaming, I’ma live it

We puffing like Kobe Bryant, my nigga that’s all swishes

I’m just a young nigga that’s all about his business

Brought up from the real so blatantly how I give it

I’m gone, I’m on my grind

you to show me that you want me

Or else we going up and down

I lost the old me now I’m searching

Trying to pick myself off the ground

I’m like four days away from killing haters til they goe

Same girls used to diss me now can’t leave me alone

I’m just staying calm and I swear I’m in my zone

Trapped inside my mind, can’t even answer my phone

This song goes out to everybody in search of an escape

Even if you don’t know where to escape to

I’m here for you though

I just wanted something nobody could take from me but myself

From the city of Los Angeles to the world, yeah

(My niggas is grind

haters

I know you mad

Cause now I made it)

I know you love me, mama

You know I’m your man

You know I love you, you understand

Sleeping in Class

Don’t sleep on your dreams

Have faith

(I'm gone)

I’ve been on my road, I’m gone

I’m on my grind, you know just how it goes

I just don’t know

I had to show y’all that I can do it myself

Baby it’s like

I been on my road, I’m out of yours, I’m gone

I had to show y’all that I can do it myself

Baby it’s like, like

Who am I?

Man I just don’t know