Draft pad Lyrics

Trailer, I'm clearing off my draft pad. No studio, all alone on my phone . If you don't like my music, motherfuck you

chugging out the bottle, I've never been a role model

The way I'm moving these streets make me way too hard to follow

Still the coldest year around. Find us down in South Texas

Find us down in South Texas. The coldest found in the South

Got a whole lot of weapons, re-score if we're out

Trying out every method in South Texas

On 20-inch Vogue's, never catch me stressing

Still to this day, get that paper. Beats don't stop like escalators

No favors, I'm chasing paper real quick

Seen lights that blind me, you could always find me

Right off 90, 10, 22. Still to this day, them police watch me

I'm a alpha G, the motherfucking top

I said mothafuck what fuck , bitch ass cop

Spit quick alot, seeking suites custom tailored, I can't get no sleep

Every day I grind hard, you can find me

Where I'm from, raised Southwest of Houston

Still producing dope like music

I done came , so far from , seeing things the wrong way

I'm in my bag, I'm stacking profits

Getting paid like every day

Six figures off, no copies in this life

On game, I stay

Hit them hard in every way

Test me out, I have to spray

Off the bars, you cannot stop me

On the ground, that's where you'll lay

Put a sawed off in your face

I'm trying to spin with Johnny Dang

Sharper than a diamond with a razor blade

Three over zero, talking my fade

I'm here to stay

Cell phone, keep ringing all night

Pussy phone, keep them coming on time

Dick long, keep it coming all night

Got a drug phone, hit licks off white

Can't shut us down

We came here to party, not ducking off on the back street

I'm too quick, not catching me

Not catching me