Houston Flows Lyrics

I appreciate that man that's love

Thank you, thank you

You know what I'm saying

I'm at crustaceans right now after hours

And the shit ain't even open right now

But the chef over here

Bringing me compliments of Wagyu Steak

And uhh you know what I'm saying

Lobster Bisque and shit like that

It's just me and shorty we vibing

Yeah

Writing down raps looking at this Porsche

Shits in arms reach

Life just played it's course

Nowadays it ain't about talent

It's about who want it more

And I've been in the cuts

Just like some Aquaphor

Still that nigga in my city

Shit you can't ignore

Playing Windy City

Flows give me the chills

Should be up a hundred M's

Somewhere in Hidden Hills

Numb to success

So when they ask me I don't know how to feels

Switching lanes

Hammer on me

I gotta play it safe

Especially counting 20 thousand

Walking out of Chase

Shopping everyday

Got three closets

Running out of space

I guess we all got problems

But ours just ain't the same

More in tune with my spirit

Got me lighting sage

The same end goals

But got a different pace

Still living life

Lavish in a different state

Ain't tripping off nothing

Cause these Prada's ain't come with laces

Dummy

What fuck is you niggas really saying

I don't even know why I gonna repeat myself, man

I really can

I really feel like

I can take off whenever the fuck I want to

And come back with you nigga still ain't caught up

You know what I'm saying

Like I feel like I mean

I really don't even care

To do this shit like that

I'm just

I'm just great at this shit

You know what I'm saying

I really rather go chasing check somewhere

You know what I'm saying

I got this shit I gotta be doing, but I guess

Before you chase that broad

Go get some money first

Broke niggas talk too much

You got some fucking nerve

Have yo wifey wearing

That New Levels New Devils shirt

Good music out the city

Bitch we broke the curse

Gotta stay consistent

That's my fucking word

Make sure the family

Straight before I leave this earth

Show her round

The city shit I might today

Cause shorty suck me

In that Benz all type of ways

She might just be the one

Gotta play it safe

Washing caviar down with champagne

Eating food I can't pronounce

So I don't say the name

So they never forgot mines

I put it on the chain

It's Daily

Yeah

Tell her add me up

Two dollar signs to my name

Is not enough

Yeah

I need more room

In flaneur jeans

Because I got my pockets stuffed