Go Crazy Casey Veggies

[Hook: Casey Veggies]
Damn
Put your hands up baby
Youngin making songs
Make them girls go crazy
I do it all for the payment
Born nine-three but my girl from the 80's
I be in my Nike shit, with some fresh jeans
Young boy ballin god damn I need an ESPY
Sittin up plottin how I'm gonna make my next cheese
Chillin with my new girl thinking bout my hex fees

[Verse 1: Casey Veggies]
Same shit from 8th grade rocking SB's, switched up my program
Now I got more fans I ain’t never cocky, but I'm feeling like a grown man
Did my own thing tryna provide for my old man
And my momma working some now some...
I'm just tryna make a mill so she can get some sun tans
So when you holla at me only talk one thing money in my pocket man cause I don't want no friends
Got enough broking heart and niggas turned enemies that focus on everything they pretend to be
I met an actress I think she was feelin me, but she's an actress so who knows we gone see
Young CV, might catch me in a white tee, Jordans and a gold chain, Illmatic through my Dre Beats
If this was 98 I would have been on The Chronic
Youngest nigga in LA spittin that Hooked on Phonics
Veggies