[ Featuring Veri ]
Got a whiff of that Texas air, now my rhymes really going to crazy
I'm drinking me a bottle, I'm smoking me a blunt, this shit got my eyes hella hazy
I'm getting this shit straight out the ground, ain't no nigga ever gone say that they made me
Nigga, wanna bite your idea, but don't wanna give you credit, these niggas fugazi
I done came to Texas, got all them hoes on me, they hoes playing games, they ain't sign up to Sony
Her pussy too fye yeah, it sound like macaroni, high like a hawk skating around like Tony
Can't tell me find my sound, cause I already found it, gotta count up my own cheese, can't have no accounted
I'ma sit right there, every dollar I'ma count it, throw that ass on me, you already know I had to pound it
I'm really locked in, my momma had to cut my hair my daddy was in the pen
Kept blowing my money, I had to start over again
Kyrie in the finals, yeah, I'm going for the win
Stacking up my money, making these hoes spend
Can I hang around Veri that shit right there depends
Start it off at zero, but my mind, on ten, when she say that she want me, I just give her a grin
When I left Arkansas, yeah, I been a different guy
Now I'm coming out clean, and these hoes know I'm fly
Used to didn't get hoes, now I don't gotta try
I'ma cold ass nigga, but I still keep that fye
Music way too easy when a young nigga high, been doing better in Texas, I can't even lie
If you think you are my level, let me go and break the tie, when I get aggravated, I'ma hit you with a sigh
Got a whiff of that Texas air, now my rhymes really going to crazy
I'm drinking me a bottle, I'm smoking me a blunt, this shit got my eyes hella hazy
I'm getting this shit straight out the ground, ain't no nigga ever gone say that they made me
Nigga, wanna bite your idea, but don't wanna give you credit, these niggas fugazi
They ain't even wanna show no love, but gone be on my dick once a nigga blow up
Put that shit on, they wanna copy our image, I swear, these niggas ain't nothing like us
We started from the bottom, gotta work our way up, if it's up and it's stuck, then I don't give a f*ck
Been in love, really f*cked up my trust, So I'm taking my time and ain't no need to rush
They be like, who be shooting y'all videos, can y'all point me to the right studios
They be hating on the low, and they don't think we don't know, so I'm keeping my distance fasho
I'ma get used to this shit, it's just how it go, I can't f*ck with no bitch if she ain't got no goals
Let's keep it a secret, they ain't gotta know, if you rocking with me, then I'm gone roll
I got too many pics, gotta clear my gallery, everyday I'm trying to increase my salary
Keep putting work, turning dreams to reality, finna charge up on these niggas like a battery
Finna turn up on the ones who had doubted me, shout out to everybody that really proud of me
Can't bring everybody with you to top cause some gone flop and just how it gotta be
Don't want your love, I just want your loyalty
Not answer no calls, she like why you ignoring me
You moving too fast, gotta fix your priorities, this music my gift this shit here a poetry
Gotta whiff of that Texas air, now my rhymes really going real crazy
I been getting this shit from the ground, ain't no nigga ever gone say that they made me
Niggas wanna bite your idea, but don't wanna give you credit, these niggas fugazi
I'm drinking me a bottle, I'm smoking me a blunt, this shit get my eyes hella hazy
