Liabilities to be obstacles
Them n---s doubtin' me
This the mission to get commission
From just bein' prophecy
Cop' designer for the whole family
I hope they proud of me
Who is hot as me?
The only n---a that fit outside the scene
Boy, we rollin' with the doors up
H-Town, slow up
Blow money when we blow up
There's dirty in this foam cup
Just keepin' my composure
The land of holy snake ways
Dap you up, they snatch you up
Land of holy fake ways
We smokin' with the same gang
Cinco where you at? Prolly in the back
David got the business, I know he gon' handle that
With Khalief, boy you best believe
Got a deadly team
If I got the vision, all they gotta do is count on me
That's a fact
I just pulled up to the jet
That's the apple, n---a
Wrote this up in Audiomack
Up in 60
Tryna bring a couple shorties to the backroom
Show me somethin' good, treat your mouth like a vacuum
Hoes got an attitude
Bitch, fix your gratitude
Finna hit a function, don't be actin' like we mad at you
We just tryna' vibe
This my last night in the city
If we ain't fuckin', I don't see the point in fuckin' with you
Boy, we rollin' with the doors up
H-Town, slow up
Blow money when we blow up
There's dirty in this foam cup
Just keepin' my composure
The land of holy snake ways
Dap you up, they snatch you up
Land of holy fake ways
We smokin' with the same gang
I look at extended hands
While I be saggin' my pants
Uh, friends turn to fam', uh
Fam' turn to feds
And hella roam up
Bitch all they know is roll up
With poles up
And no, I don't feel bad cause they smoked ya
Remember I was rappin', n---s ain't even show no love
How you say yo dick hot?
But I was there you froze up
You average
Make the gang embarrassed
I used to pop wheelies, for real, bitch I ain't talkin' ferris
Then I met my n---a Mike
Brother from a past life
I told my n---a "Hold, this nothin"
Then he took my advice
We turn to some evil mixed with good, twin who rap nice
Ever since, been with the same gang, and that's a fact, right
Boy, we rollin' with the doors up
H-Town, slow up
Blow money when we blow up
There's dirty in this foam cup
Just keepin' my composure
The land of holy snake ways
Dap you up, they snatch you up
Land of holy fake ways
We smokin' with the same gang
What? Lil n---a, yeah, yeah
We smokin' with the same gang, nia
Yeah, hol-up, uh