Still South Tex

I been doing my thing, came back real quick just knew that I had to go harder
I been counting my blessings, still south Texas, bouta' take shit way farther
And my old bitch mad, cause I'm all in my bag
I ain't bouta trip, why bother
I ain't doing shit, I ain't call her
Got my arm in the rim like Carter
I been doing my thing, came back real quick just knew that I had to go harder
I been counting my blessings, still south Texas, bouta' take shit way farther
And my old bitch mad, cause I'm all in my bag
I ain't bouta trip, why bother
I ain't doing shit, I ain't call her
Got my arm in the rim like Carter

Bounce from a setback
I ain't got time for no chit-chat
Money on the table, Ima' get that
Boy in Laredo, I'm the big man
Looking like I move a couple pounds
Fuck a v-neck the crew down
I don't do no free, no style
Remember I was posted with the crowd
Ain't nobody here that do it like me
I got too much on the line, no fraud
Girl how the hell he do it like me?
I just got paid, all he do is just talk
I just made a couple plays off this rap shit
I stay ballin' like I'm Luca on the Mavericks
I'm the hottest in the city better tap in
This a whole "New Era" no cap shit

I been doing my thing, came back real quick just knew that I had to go harder
I been counting my blessings, still south Texas, bouta' take shit way farther
And my old bitch mad, cause I'm all in my bag
I ain't bouta trip, why bother
I ain't doing shit, I ain't call her
Got my arm in the rim like Carter
I been doing my thing, came back real quick just knew that I had to go harder
I been counting my blessings, still south Texas, bouta' take shit way farther
And my old bitch mad, cause I'm all in my bag
I ain't bouta trip, why bother
I ain't doing shit, I ain't call her
Got my arm in the rim like Carter



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Writer(s): Gerardo Jaime
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