Houston
Keeaun Jones
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I'm in a bed with Ella shit that's sarah, no that's brittany I think I might move to Houston, but I don't move whitney I'm wearing these Nike trainers, whole time this new girl with me Said I bought them from JD Sports, ripped off the tag, shit don't fit me I remember back in the day, them man have shit to say Now Ace and R gon' stay, remember the name KJ Calling my phone on a Sunday, bitch on my private jet We on a runway, one way lane in a Lambo Rambo shoot a man down like a would your man though And I'm begging to stay, lyrical flow, they call me AJ Tracy lately, baiting me out for the work that I done in the middle of May Them boys search up my area, call which side are you on, are you Bees or Wicky Yeah, Ace now runs with a blicky Chat shit, yeah it's gonna get sticky Come alive at night, deep in the music, write them bars on a flight This is my legacy, bro say revive, feel like MJ might just bring a man back from the dead When Jay got a nicked he shot rat right in the head Now all I see is red, give a girl roses, all of the sheets on the bed I'm in a bed with Ella, shit that's sarah no that's But I don't move whitney I'm in a bed with Ella shit that's sarah, no that's brittany I think I might move to Houston, but I don't move whitney I'm wearing these Nike trainers, whole time this new girl with me Said I bought them from JD Sports, ripped off the tag, shit don't fit me I remember back in the day, them man have shit to say Now Ace and R gon' stay, remember the name KJ Calling my phone on a Sunday, bitch on my private jet We on a runway, one way lane in a Lambo Rambo shoot a man down like a would your man though KJ im back, you on me on a track I'm about to attack the xp they all lack Man's got the fire, and the attire Anyone chats I will call them a liar You think you can pop nah man You're gonna get dropped huh man Walking around the hood you thinking that you should click like hit with a gun click Clint eastwood Making a rap, you think you're the best you can't handle that KJ on a track, Ace is the G, he hits it with a clack Get dubs no cap, falling line, nobody wants that We making some racks, three mil on the way and there ain't no trap I'm in a bed with Ella, shit that's sarah no that's But I don't move whitney I'm in a bed with Ella shit that's sarah, no that's brittany I think I might move to Houston, but I don't move whitney I'm wearing these Nike trainers, whole time this new girl with me Said I bought them from JD Sports, ripped off the tag, shit don't fit me I remember back in the day, them man have shit to say Now Ace and R gon' stay, remember the name KJ Calling my phone on a Sunday, bitch on my private jet We on a runway, one way lane in a Lambo Rambo shoot a man down like a would your man though
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