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shaun sloan - texas lyrics
[intro]
(ayo, chrxs always drippy)
(trademark)
[chorus]
i try to wash my hands but i love her too much, i just gotta keep my head strong
the streets will eat you alive, i been outside gripping on the pistol paranoid, yeah
this hard work, this ain’t luck, got your hand out, back then ain’t give me nothing
where i’m from they ask you where you from all the time
if she give that p_ssy up, that girl was never mine
i’ma double back with a bad b_tch, she on my side
[verse 1]
say she from la, she live in texas, book that flight
and i done took some chances, reminiscing about my life
hospital days, can’t find a vein, i’m alright
my son going through the same thing, he gon’ fight
sickle cеll in my body got me waking up at night
drop the top and we flying, nеver slipping when we slide
one fifteen on this patek and i ain’t even set the time
this ain’t a fifty_seven, i had to get the fifty_nine
even though i love you, i can’t let go of my pride
plus these n_ggas scheming, i won’t let ’em take what’s mine
i come from the mud, i thank god i’m still alive
[chorus]
i try to wash my hands but i love her too much, i just gotta keep my head strong
the streets will eat you alive, i been outside gripping on the pistol paranoid, yeah
this hard work, this ain’t luck, got your hand out, back then ain’t give me nothing
where i’m from they ask you where you from all the time
if she give that p_ssy up, that girl was never mine
i’ma double back with a bad b_tch, she on my side
[verse 2]
everything i make was on my own, ain’t give me nothing
only f_cking with a young n_gga ’cause i’m up, yeah
and i know if i ain’t had this sh_t she wouldn’t come round here
check clear, leaving vegas, i’m moving moms to the beach, yeah
chanel bag, chanel bucket, she got chanel seats, yeah
ysl denim, i keep forces on my feet, yeah
tennis chains twenty_five pointers cost like thirty
need a b_tch that hold it down even when i do you dirty
need an appointment to get that birkin bag, [?]
girl, why you give that p_ssy up? you know that sh_t hurt me
swerving in that g_wag, we arguing and cursing
take the exit, go to the crib, i’ma make that girl…
[chorus]
i try to wash my hands but i love her too much, i just gotta keep my head strong
the streets will eat you alive, i been outside gripping on the pistol paranoid, yeah
this hard work, this ain’t luck, got your hand out, back then ain’t give me nothing
where i’m from they ask you where you from all the time
if she give that p_ssy up, that girl was never mine
i’ma double back with a bad b_tch, she on my side
[outro]
i’m in an amg too turnt, come outside
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