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to the light 
Flash the brights 
So my eyes 
Can illuminate 
The night's cries 
Higher then all the rest
So no sleep for me 
I confide in myself 
Lil bo you are

folks love me in the city
Flyin back to houston
Rest in peace whitney
Security know
Let me through the back
I ain't really coming
Without the glocks

Whitney
When I OD in Houston as I proceed
Just to give you what you 
Need

I'm sick in the head
When I shoot the bitch til 
She dead
I put my dick into some

'til I'm shitty
Singin' duets with my bitty
Yeah, I do it for my city
Tattoo it if you wit' me
I used to get real itchy
Off that Houston like I'm Whitney

you classics like Bobby and Whitney
I love you baby it feels so right don't cheat on me like Judith did Bryce
Free like a dove fuck all you scrubs

Take you out to Houston
Make you hit notes like you Whitney
Is you with me or
What is you thinking?
Navigating through your mind like I'm driving some

time for you
When we're alone inside my room, I got some drugs we can abuse
I got Houston, I got Whitney
Ecstasy come by the plenty
And they keep saying

Dawg, ya head now be looking like a gypsy Fuck all the bullshit, n****, you can miss me
If you bust at me, better not miss me Sippin' on Houston, n****,

visions of this life when Corey kicked it with Raven
5 years old watching Disney that Whitney life I was craving
Misbehaving like I'm Houston on stages

things just can't be forgiven
I had a pot to go piss in
You can just see that we different
I cannot see what you getting
I cannot live what you living
I

I'm from the city
Houston like my
Name is Whitney
From 5th Ward
Ain't nothing pretty
Made it through
When the odds against me
Should've listened
When

the dope on the scale like a chemist (Gas)
Then imma flip the check like a gymnast (Racks)
My album I wrote it (I did)
That money I blow it (I did)
That ass

docs and restitution living the life booby brown Whitney Houston
Deeper then the average mafi humble a savage put my dick in the dirt sprout up spinach

me?
We brought snow into Texas; in the Houston serving Whitney
I don't fuck with no clowns but number 1 like I'm penny
A bitch can't get a dime; let

a chitlin
In Houston dancin with somebody, but I'm not Whitney
Feeling like Tank Davis, hit him in his kidney

Being broke is a sickness
Oh, you try to rob

Gave a nigga blessings, but it made a nigga reckless
Feigning, screaming  like I'm Whitney 
I'm in love with Houston, Texas
Move the lyrics make

to snap
Whitney Houston live through me nigga thats why all I spit is crack
Bad bitch trying to fuck me hold on
First you gotta fuck Tray Wattz and Ducky

from Newark since Whitney Houston, that's a fact

If a n**** disagree then, I'll kill him on the track

Used to dream about The Grammy's but now, all I

a gypsy
Fuck all the bullshit, nigga, you can miss me
If you bust at me, better not miss me
Sippin' on Houston, nigga, no Whitney

Ayy, yeah, yeah, ayy,

fucking sleeve
I have no competition so you can't beat me
If you put me 6 feet under I would still fucking sing
I feel like Whitney Houston
You Give Good

Communicating to me through these numbers
I know they with me
Houston flow like my first name whitney in a Bentley
R.I.P to the queen
I hope your soul is resting

The fuck look like be a rapper and lacking
But I ain't a rapper I load up and clap shit
Sliding with Whitney thru Houston,My ratchet
I'm from Jersey, I score

dropping shit
Drive by you know we park the bitch
If he diss put that bitch in the floor
Cause gang nem sparking shit
We got 7.62s in this scat bet you can't

Is There More

Drake

Scorpion

2018

destiny, never in doubt
If I can't make it with you, I'll make it without
They say take the good with the bad, I'll take it without
Houston women I