Lyrics:
play this but Refugee's on the number 1 tour
Now listen to Miss Whitney Houston (come with it)
Yo, this is Whitney Houston
Yes massive this is
You the reason that when I call, it is nameless
I can feel us drifting apart, and I hate it
Spend my time in Houston, but I'm the one you using
You
Making movies out in Houston i ain't talkin Whitney
And I get the bag why yo pockets empty
I got million dollar dreams i ain't even twenty
Every thing
tucked in my jacket, a nigga try play and he met with this pistol
Miracles happen, but not by the crystals
I wanna take off like a missile
She said she
return
Heal myself, secrets that I hide, buried in these words
Death threats, ego must die, but I let it purge
Pacify broken pieces of me, it was all
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
Wallabees, smiles as he dons the
Weighty necklace it jibes with the new
Rolex on his left wrist
The Cartier Juste Un Clou
Bracelet on his right in a bit, he'll
getting paid for that overtime (damn)
It's only music, media know it, but they blind (that's right)
I ain't in your life so stay the hell up outta mine
the curse. I'll tell ya, that was not fun. Did it for a long time. Too long.
(offstage) You didn't find it? It's another white one. But you seeâ?¦in my purse.
So I suggest you find God or somethin', cause like Whitney Houston said
"You have nothing, nothing, nothing for me!"
I kept it clean but it could'a
to take it back right?
But I remember
Yeah I been keeping tabs right?
They steady throwing hooks but they ain't knowing that my jab tight
Why these other
bite too hard, I'ma say that shit
But don't bite me bitch, I don't play that shit
Marques Houston, I don't play that shit
By the time we got halfway
right back we spinnin' circles right around him
That boy said that he was my friend, but really I just used him
If anybody askin bout him, no I never knew
Move over Whitney Houston, I'm not losing
By the way woman, yo, my name's not Susan
It's the Akenyel, I rock well and with more clientel
Then a guy
it's nifty
Haters fuckin' snarl but none bit me
If n when they come and try to get me
I'll be in Houston with Whitney
Wait...bro....who's Whitney?
Who -
you had it all
God you wonder where it went bad where did it go wrong
You're not gonna listen to Whitney singing a song
But you know what it's like
get it
Beauty sights hidden by obscured visions
I fight my blocked view but my walls got resistance
Isn't this funny? Minimize my past to nothing
Isn't
the window
Act like that guy, you not him
Stop it boy that wasn't bought, its a rental
Up, that choppa right at your mental
Run, you better run 'fore we get
Houston like Whitney
All my boys with me
If shit's getting gritty
I'm not like 6ix9ine if I'm caught then I'm guilty
It's nifty for kitty
The girls
up for the fame
And I always walk 'round with my chains on keep a 9 by my side let it bang
Alicia Keys and Whitney Houston spun the block with
brought the alchemists with me
Angels sing along, but I still miss Whitney
Houston is the place, Detroit is the place
Chicago license, the Ill'
person, living or dead, or actual events, is purely Coincidental
This is a Shockocracy, this is satire, but Not Sees are real
It's not hard
To be a bard
nigga turn the fuck up
It's a TNT summer that mean "True Niggas Thrivin'"
We gon get it jumpin', give a fuck what i'm drivin'
Houston on that lit shit
Look out, Cleveland, the storm is comin' through
And it's runnin' right up on you
Look out Houston, there'll be thunder on the hill
Bye, bye,
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