Hands in the Air
Grew up around bad habits
Role models were alcoholics and crack addicts
Thank god everyday he help me surpassed it
And look at me now smiling and laughin'
I done come a long away from yesterday
(Yesterday)
But I remember where I came from and dues I paid
(Dues I paid)
Rep 409 need the blessin' of the UGK
(UGK)
Watch me hold it down cause I'm trill with the truth I spray
(Truth I spray)
Live on 59th in the acres you ain't wanna stay
Pass in through my town was pounds damn near every day
All through the week I be runnin' routes at football practice mayne
But Friday through Sunday makin' runs and routes that had me getting paid
(Paid)
Stackin' check, makin' music shit that's all I need
If you feelin' me, hand in the air, let me see
Wave those motherfuckers up and down like you in the sea
We the truth, from the South, and we ain't, never leavin'
Stackin' check, makin' music shit that's all I need
If you feelin' me, hand in the air, let me see
Wave those motherfuckers up and down like you in the sea
We the truth, from the South, and we ain't, never leavin'
Yeah got a little taste plus my smoke amaze
Meet at 3 at Tommy G's in the circle blazed
Clownin' out with the crew while we dream away
Sometimes even spray freestyles with Stefan A.
(Love you Stefan, Rest in peace bro)
RIP my brotherman I do this in your name
(In your name)
Gods the true power doin' thangs we cant explain
(Cant explain)
Lost my fuckin' father to Harvey in '17
(Seventeen)
Time to make him proud, leave a motherfuckin' legacy
(Legacy)
Stackin' check, makin' music shit that's all I need
If you feelin' me, hand in the air, let me see
Wave those motherfuckers up and down like you in the sea
We the truth, from the South, and we ain't, never leavin'
Stackin' check, makin' music shit that's all I need
If you feelin' me, hand in the air, let me see
Wave those motherfuckers up and down like you in the sea
We the truth, from the South, and we ain't, never leavin'
Just breath in my sounds and my spirit come to be
It's a daily struggle stayin' on the grind against the beast
Follow signs, like I'm drivin' from La to NYC
In the convertible drop top is sittin' somethin' lovely
(Somethin' lovely)
Headed downtown now we sippin' somethin' bubbly
(Somethin' bubbly)
In the club and all these women seem to wanna fuck me
(Seem to wanna fuck me)
Your reality to mine is like shit to honey
(Like shit to honey)
Got a green thumb plantin' trees that growin' money
Stackin' check, makin' music shit that's all I need
(That's right, I got a motherufckin' money tree in the back)
If you feelin' me, hand in the air, let me see
(Off limits)
Wave those motherfuckers up and down like you in the sea
(My tree of life, growin' fruits of my labors)
We the truth, from the South, and we ain't, never leavin'
Stackin' check, makin' music shit that's all I need
If you feelin' me, hand in the air, let me see
Wave those motherfuckers up and down like you in the sea
We the truth, from the South, and we ain't, never leavin'
Stackin' check, makin' music shit that's all I need
If you feelin' me, hand in the air, let me see
Wave those motherfuckers up and down like you in the sea
We the truth, from the South, and we ain't, never leavin'
Shoutout Ricatan
Shoutout Tommy G
Shoutout B-rodie
Shoutout G-Baby
Shoutout Chuck
Shoutout Rado
Shoutout to all my cats
I'm makin' moves up here in the H, get at me
This shit is bigger than me I swear
Role models were alcoholics and crack addicts
Thank god everyday he help me surpassed it
And look at me now smiling and laughin'
I done come a long away from yesterday
(Yesterday)
But I remember where I came from and dues I paid
(Dues I paid)
Rep 409 need the blessin' of the UGK
(UGK)
Watch me hold it down cause I'm trill with the truth I spray
(Truth I spray)
Live on 59th in the acres you ain't wanna stay
Pass in through my town was pounds damn near every day
All through the week I be runnin' routes at football practice mayne
But Friday through Sunday makin' runs and routes that had me getting paid
(Paid)
Stackin' check, makin' music shit that's all I need
If you feelin' me, hand in the air, let me see
Wave those motherfuckers up and down like you in the sea
We the truth, from the South, and we ain't, never leavin'
Stackin' check, makin' music shit that's all I need
If you feelin' me, hand in the air, let me see
Wave those motherfuckers up and down like you in the sea
We the truth, from the South, and we ain't, never leavin'
Yeah got a little taste plus my smoke amaze
Meet at 3 at Tommy G's in the circle blazed
Clownin' out with the crew while we dream away
Sometimes even spray freestyles with Stefan A.
(Love you Stefan, Rest in peace bro)
RIP my brotherman I do this in your name
(In your name)
Gods the true power doin' thangs we cant explain
(Cant explain)
Lost my fuckin' father to Harvey in '17
(Seventeen)
Time to make him proud, leave a motherfuckin' legacy
(Legacy)
Stackin' check, makin' music shit that's all I need
If you feelin' me, hand in the air, let me see
Wave those motherfuckers up and down like you in the sea
We the truth, from the South, and we ain't, never leavin'
Stackin' check, makin' music shit that's all I need
If you feelin' me, hand in the air, let me see
Wave those motherfuckers up and down like you in the sea
We the truth, from the South, and we ain't, never leavin'
Just breath in my sounds and my spirit come to be
It's a daily struggle stayin' on the grind against the beast
Follow signs, like I'm drivin' from La to NYC
In the convertible drop top is sittin' somethin' lovely
(Somethin' lovely)
Headed downtown now we sippin' somethin' bubbly
(Somethin' bubbly)
In the club and all these women seem to wanna fuck me
(Seem to wanna fuck me)
Your reality to mine is like shit to honey
(Like shit to honey)
Got a green thumb plantin' trees that growin' money
Stackin' check, makin' music shit that's all I need
(That's right, I got a motherufckin' money tree in the back)
If you feelin' me, hand in the air, let me see
(Off limits)
Wave those motherfuckers up and down like you in the sea
(My tree of life, growin' fruits of my labors)
We the truth, from the South, and we ain't, never leavin'
Stackin' check, makin' music shit that's all I need
If you feelin' me, hand in the air, let me see
Wave those motherfuckers up and down like you in the sea
We the truth, from the South, and we ain't, never leavin'
Stackin' check, makin' music shit that's all I need
If you feelin' me, hand in the air, let me see
Wave those motherfuckers up and down like you in the sea
We the truth, from the South, and we ain't, never leavin'
Shoutout Ricatan
Shoutout Tommy G
Shoutout B-rodie
Shoutout G-Baby
Shoutout Chuck
Shoutout Rado
Shoutout to all my cats
I'm makin' moves up here in the H, get at me
This shit is bigger than me I swear
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Writer(s): Dylan Smith
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