La Badnewss - TEXAS Lyrics

Started making grillz, now the whole city shinning
I'm still on the right path it just took a little timing
I done damn near lost it all but I ain't never stop grinding
(I ain't never stop)
Trapping out in Vegas, when I shoulda went to Texas
I was hopping off the bus, when I coulda bought a Lexus
I was going though some shit but I ain't know how to express it
A couple niggas tried to play me I ain't even gone stress it
Kold Game
Fuck yours, I got my own lane
And i hustle harder than Hank selling his propane
Real nigga, since nineteen ninety four
I'll never switch up for a dolla or a hoe
I been screaming #FreeMack
Now my nigga Mack home
Pack just came in and it's already gone
Told my niggas that it's up and they left him on the floor
Up one Up two tell them niggas check the score
Wanna gamble with your life, he gone lose it by tonight
I spent a band on this glock we are not about to fight
You know what you came for, no you cannot spend a night
I'll come and do the show only if the price is right
Wanna gamble with your life, he gone lose it by tonight
I spent a band on this glock, we are not about to
Wanna gamble with your life, he gone lose it by tonight
I spent a band on this glock, we are not about to
I got thirty three shots in this Glock for an Opp nigga
Niggas talk to cops then try to start a problem with you
That's why i don't socialize with niggas
I'm like "Where's the bitches"
It's a kold bidness so I'm focused on the fucking riches
I just crashed a whip and left it sitting in the streets
Lately I been taking Xanax them hoes help me sleep
I don't even sip no more lately I been craving green
Not that shit you niggas sip but the real green machine
I'm the best in my division, J3 I see the vision
You can say whatever nigga just keep me out ya mentions
You ain't rapping what you living, you ain't trapping boy just kill it
I was on the bunk writing raps, I call that pen to ceiling (Penicillin)
Started making grillz, now the whole city shinning
I'm still on the right path it just took a little timing
I done damn near lost it all but I ain't never stop grinding
(I ain't never stop)
Trapping out in Vegas, when I shoulda went to Texas
I was hopping off the bus, when I coulda bought a Lexus
I was going though some shit but I ain't know how to express it
A couple niggas tried to play me I ain't even gone stress it
Kold Game

Started making grillz, now the whole city shinning
I'm still on the right path it just took a little timing
I done damn near lost it all but I ain't never stop grinding
(I ain't never stop)
Trapping out in Vegas, when I shoulda went to Texas
I was hopping off the bus, when I coulda bought a Lexus
I was going though some shit but I ain't know how to express it
A couple niggas tried to play me I ain't even gone stress it
Kold Game
Fuck yours, I got my own lane
And i hustle harder than Hank selling his propane
Real nigga, since nineteen ninety four
I'll never switch up for a dolla or a hoe
I been screaming #FreeMack
Now my nigga Mack home
Pack just came in and it's already gone
Told my niggas that it's up and they left him on the floor
Up one Up two tell them niggas check the score
Wanna gamble with your life, he gone lose it by tonight
I spent a band on this glock we are not about to fight
You know what you came for, no you cannot spend a night
I'll come and do the show only if the price is right
Wanna gamble with your life, he gone lose it by tonight
I spent a band on this glock, we are not about to
Wanna gamble with your life, he gone lose it by tonight
I spent a band on this glock, we are not about to
I got thirty three shots in this Glock for an Opp nigga
Niggas talk to cops then try to start a problem with you
That's why i don't socialize with niggas
I'm like "Where's the bitches"
It's a kold bidness so I'm focused on the fucking riches
I just crashed a whip and left it sitting in the streets
Lately I been taking Xanax them hoes help me sleep
I don't even sip no more lately I been craving green
Not that shit you niggas sip but the real green machine
I'm the best in my division, J3 I see the vision
You can say whatever nigga just keep me out ya mentions
You ain't rapping what you living, you ain't trapping boy just kill it
I was on the bunk writing raps, I call that pen to ceiling (Penicillin)
Started making grillz, now the whole city shinning
I'm still on the right path it just took a little timing
I done damn near lost it all but I ain't never stop grinding
(I ain't never stop)
Trapping out in Vegas, when I shoulda went to Texas
I was hopping off the bus, when I coulda bought a Lexus
I was going though some shit but I ain't know how to express it
A couple niggas tried to play me I ain't even gone stress it
Kold Game