Houston Talk

Snow to cold to when it hit
That's my Florida jit
Htine repin you know we be getting lit
Playin round with these sticks
You might get hit
If you really want this smoke I'll sever you Through this lick
And you don't play me cause yo gurl on my Team
And when we shoot our shot we gone shoot From the 3
We some sharpshootas we gone hit you green Beams
Don't you mess with Htine we the dream team

shot just like Kareem
Pimpin shit and sipping lean
City love form the streets
They say ya heart is the key
Get'em in and get'em out
Gotta keep'em off of me
I'm chilling in this bitch
Now watch me ride this fuckin beat

SInce a youning in that streets
OG alway prayed for me
Trynna get it on my own
Really out here chasing cheese
Never told up on my brothas
Nah I neva broke that code
Never spoke up in these sheets
Always taught to keep a pole
But be cautious what you do
Cuz niggas ain't ya bros
I swear this life we living in
It really could get cold
Haters watching from that outside
WaIting for ya ass to fold
But I could neva fold
Bitch i got it on my own
Always showing love everytime that i come Home
Cuz 4400 block
Really made me strong
Taught me how to stand upon the chest and get it on my own
Stunt up on a nigga
Yea that's what I was told
Foreva focused on the road to buy OG a home And get Ha any car up off tha lot that she want
I promise that I love her
This shit will neva end
Neva eva question loyalty
I stand on all 10

The south side's where I be
Though it's a lifestyle we all eat
Take a look at the white clouds we all breathe
I risk this lifestyle we all need
We all need

We be cruising on Fondren up on a mission
Nigga we ten in toes and no punk in us we a Legend
Nigga you play it soft then it's hard for you to Finish
We from the South be dem boys we gotta get it

Please don't stand to close to me shordy
I'm social distancing
I know you showing love up in that club but I can't risk this shit
Rather be alone up on my own straight up Pimpin shit
Than to be in this club drunk strung off love And shit

No I want ever let my temper rise about no Lover shit
I'd rather take a ride around my side to my Other bitch
Houston we be popping all the time on some Trucker shit
Candy coated rides upon this side but ain't no Wonka shit

Snow to cold to when it hit
That's my Florida jit
Htine repin you know we be getting lit
Playin round with these sticks
You mite get hit
If you really want this smoke I'll sever you Through this lick
And you don't play me cause yo gurl on my Team
And when we shoot our shot we gone shoot From the 3
We some sharpshootas we gone hit you green Beams
Don't you mess with Htine we the dream team

You tell we the dream team
The way mark snow made this beat sing
Tryna chase the green while we got team
Tryna chase the bag while we hit the dash
Let me know If I'm moving to fast
Cause the rhyme is nothing but gas
And I guarantee that it splash
That why I put y'all on blast
I remember when Htine was slow
But now we all sped up
And remember who next up
While y'all tryna catch up
Cause Htine we all screwed up



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Writer(s): Cornelius Dickey
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