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Lately Video (MV)




Performed By: Venchy
Language: English
Length: 1:31
Written by: John Jones




Venchy - Lately Lyrics




Ayy, bitch, I'm goin' forward, fourth and twenty, f*ck a field goal
I got niggas lookin' up to me, so now I feel old
Brand new necklace drapin', cross my chest, you know it's real gold
Come and demonstrate it, baby, show me why you here for

I been in my feelings lately, gotta make some more dough
Drop a pen on my location, rain or shine, she gon' show
What you want, bro, don't know what you don't know
Hop into my Beamer, baby, I might go cop a Mercedes

Uzi ain't shoppin' in Macy's, growin' and goin' through changes
Money increasin' in phases, yeah, work it out
Yeah, nigga, hold it down, ten toes on the ground
Think I found my sound, she can't handle no more rounds

Michael Jackson paint the town, hitters with me now
Case they try to take me out, you can try your best
You won't find no one out here like me
Quick to cut you off, you cross that line and try to cross me

Ayy, bitch, I'm goin' forward, fourth and twenty, f*ck a field goal
I got niggas lookin' up to me, so now I feel old
Brand new necklace drapin' cross my chest, you know it's real gold
Come and demonstrate it, baby, show me why you here for

I been in my feelings lately, gotta make some more dough
Drop a pen on my location, rain or shine, she gon' show
What you want, bro, don't know what you don't know
What you want, bro, don't know what you don't know
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English

Ayy, bitch, I'm goin' forward, fourth and twenty, f*ck a field goal
I got niggas lookin' up to me, so now I feel old
Brand new necklace drapin', cross my chest, you know it's real gold
Come and demonstrate it, baby, show me why you here for

I been in my feelings lately, gotta make some more dough
Drop a pen on my location, rain or shine, she gon' show
What you want, bro, don't know what you don't know
Hop into my Beamer, baby, I might go cop a Mercedes

Uzi ain't shoppin' in Macy's, growin' and goin' through changes
Money increasin' in phases, yeah, work it out
Yeah, nigga, hold it down, ten toes on the ground
Think I found my sound, she can't handle no more rounds

Michael Jackson paint the town, hitters with me now
Case they try to take me out, you can try your best
You won't find no one out here like me
Quick to cut you off, you cross that line and try to cross me

Ayy, bitch, I'm goin' forward, fourth and twenty, f*ck a field goal
I got niggas lookin' up to me, so now I feel old
Brand new necklace drapin' cross my chest, you know it's real gold
Come and demonstrate it, baby, show me why you here for

I been in my feelings lately, gotta make some more dough
Drop a pen on my location, rain or shine, she gon' show
What you want, bro, don't know what you don't know
What you want, bro, don't know what you don't know
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Writer: John Jones
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