Houston Flows

I appreciate that man that's love Thank you, thank you You know what I'm saying I'm at crustaceans right now after hours And the shit ain't even open right now But the chef over here Bringing me compliments of Wagyu Steak And uhh you know what I'm saying Lobster Bisque and shit like that It's just me and shorty we vibing Yeah Writing down raps looking at this Porsche Shits in arms reach Life just played it's course Nowadays it ain't about talent It's about who want it more And I've been in the cuts Just like some Aquaphor Still that nigga in my city Shit you can't ignore Playing Windy City Flows give me the chills Should be up a hundred M's Somewhere in Hidden Hills Numb to success So when they ask me I don't know how to feels Switching lanes Hammer on me I gotta play it safe Especially counting 20 thousand Walking out of Chase Shopping everyday Got three closets Running out of space I guess we all got problems But ours just ain't the same More in tune with my spirit Got me lighting sage The same end goals But got a different pace Still living life Lavish in a different state Ain't tripping off nothing Cause these Prada's ain't come with laces Dummy What f*ck is you niggas really saying I don't even know why I gonna repeat myself, man I really can I really feel like I can take off whenever the f*ck I want to And come back with you nigga still ain't caught up You know what I'm saying Like I feel like I mean I really don't even care To do this shit like that I'm just I'm just great at this shit You know what I'm saying I really rather go chasing check somewhere You know what I'm saying I got this shit I gotta be doing, but I guess Before you chase that broad Go get some money first Broke niggas talk too much You got some fucking nerve Have yo wifey wearing That New Levels New Devils shirt Good music out the city Bitch we broke the curse Gotta stay consistent That's my fucking word Make sure the family Straight before I leave this earth Show her round The city shit I might today Cause shorty suck me In that Benz all type of ways She might just be the one Gotta play it safe Washing caviar down with champagne Eating food I can't pronounce So I don't say the name So they never forgot mines I put it on the chain It's Daily Yeah Tell her add me up Two dollar signs to my name Is not enough Yeah I need more room In flaneur jeans Because I got my pockets stuffed