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Closer You Get Video (MV)




Performed By: DC Fly
Language: English
Length: 2:53
Written by: Drew Coan




DC Fly - Closer You Get Lyrics
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4 door got a lotta' trunk space
How he get so many in one place
Every other night another runway
We ain't skipping on Sundays
Taste of this life and you'll only wanna' live one way
Straight for the top, we come for your spot, it's copped
Might take out the bus, cause we gotta drop, let's rock, we up
To the OG's that kept us on lock, the vision is stock
Might tint the whole crib, so that way nobody can peer in the shop
I can't change, yeah
Look in the sky and we off in them planes, yeah
I just go get it piped up and it's zoom
We out to the moon
She coming in twos
Took the gang out, we on high time
Can't play with my squad, can't play with my squad
Drop a lil Henny in the mai tai
Now she on my time
She saying that we got like minds
But you won't like mine
You probably won't like mine
The vision you clear, the closer you get
When I'm in public, they show me respect
Posted with dimes that got God on they neck
And you with a girl with three stamps on her wrist
And you think she good as it gets
The vision you clearer, the closer you get
The vision is blurry, the vision ain't right
We got some things at see in the night, yeah in the night
Like look at the sights
Look at the sights
Navigate hills like the Matterhorn
Tryna see if the front seat is waterborne
She wanna fit in my carry-on
I told the babygirl, carry on
Carry on, carry on, carry on
I should've told you this early on
But
The vision you clearer, the closer you get
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4 door got a lotta' trunk space
How he get so many in one place
Every other night another runway
We ain't skipping on Sundays
Taste of this life and you'll only wanna' live one way
Straight for the top, we come for your spot, it's copped
Might take out the bus, cause we gotta drop, let's rock, we up
To the OG's that kept us on lock, the vision is stock
Might tint the whole crib, so that way nobody can peer in the shop
I can't change, yeah
Look in the sky and we off in them planes, yeah
I just go get it piped up and it's zoom
We out to the moon
She coming in twos
Took the gang out, we on high time
Can't play with my squad, can't play with my squad
Drop a lil Henny in the mai tai
Now she on my time
She saying that we got like minds
But you won't like mine
You probably won't like mine
The vision you clear, the closer you get
When I'm in public, they show me respect
Posted with dimes that got God on they neck
And you with a girl with three stamps on her wrist
And you think she good as it gets
The vision you clearer, the closer you get
The vision is blurry, the vision ain't right
We got some things at see in the night, yeah in the night
Like look at the sights
Look at the sights
Navigate hills like the Matterhorn
Tryna see if the front seat is waterborne
She wanna fit in my carry-on
I told the babygirl, carry on
Carry on, carry on, carry on
I should've told you this early on
But
The vision you clearer, the closer you get
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Writer: Drew Coan
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