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Ain’t really much in the hood these days
I'm tryna get me paid
10 racks can really do good these days
Keep my packs all laid
This baddie wanna link

maybe straight into my crazy wife
I do this shit the heat go make you jump from beat to beat
I keep this shit the most discrete
You actually the only one

you fuckin' wit us
You ain't no competition
We know you ain't getting them bucks
We hit every shot with precision
We don't do no missin'
They hittin' my

her how to tee up
Keeps me a deep sleeper
But I got knots by the liter
I'm moving quick I don't see her
Life's been no good I need her
The closer I keep

Freestyle

Paul Wall

H-Town Chronic, Vol. 17

2016

We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in why'all face

I got too much money, too

just gotta know
Tell me father, how you feel about it
I know it makes you sad and even angry when you think about it
That's why I'm trying hard to help

getting flashbacks
How he flip he flapjack
I used to get laughed at
You ain't never known me lil bitch don't ever jack that
I do everything incredible I

have some fun
Play catch, maybe listen to music together
Just know I’ll stick by you
Even through bad weather
I’ll be there to guide you
I’ll be there

already go
How she gone turn down a boss like me you should already know
Get all the blunts for wholesale & I get bottles for the low
Shidd come on through,

promised you that you'd get more of me
But that shit jus be boring me
Yeah
Tell em I'll go anywhere
But I won't go away
Cause when it's real
That's just how

straight to the point
Barely promoting is still making noise
Nothing but slaps you niggas enjoy
Busted my ass to get this shit going
The way that i do it I

Day's gone, day's gone
Don't know what to do
Times moving on its own
Done forgot my route
It's a shame how I be switching these lanes
Up and down

So
Naive, young girl please
How do you really know what
Love is supposed to be?

This broken road to your pain is
Lost behind your heart and
Fades away

strapped, try to run up, then I'm popping them

How I'm kicking doors in, I be feeling like swat and them
Chosen by the thug life, I be feeling like Pac

writting what I see

I’m right where I won be 

Like a star I believe  

Tell the kids follow they dreams 

Believe what you believe 

They can really make

rent free
You can't get rid of me I'm a memory now
You can't watch me from the side your not a ride or die
Let me tell you how I grew apart, I realized

smoking?
Don't fuck with these niggas
That’s how I be coping
Ran it up, I got two beats from Dolan
Free car, bitch, you know that bitch stolen
Yodel ay he

still have my doubts
This all on the reg
They call gay people fags
And when they kill themselves
Hide em in a body bag
This is how You're built
Feeling

Father please forgive me for my sins
Even though I know deep down I'll do em again
The voices in my head just sound like whispers in the wind
For you

cap torn off my sleeves
The rain is tough, the fields are littered
But Momma ain't raise no goddamn quitter

Bitch, how you like me now, came here

become food
So suppose that's how it goes in my prose, 
To surpass, we can't lapse man
American Dream, we can't pull up our bootstraps
But the young youth,

got the power to say no
So we do not lose heart
Though our bodies waste away
Our inner man is bearing new
Day by day

Read em and weep boy
Show me

to say is highly confidential
And in the music industry today
Very essential so bust out your pencil
You can do it on your own
Stop thinking that these

presence could calm the raging seas.
Oh how I miss him everyday, but you can always come back, it's never too late.
I see the boy that we had raised.
We both