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e houston st - d'shaun lyrics

e houston st lyrics
yeah

(rylty)

‘trevv! what’s poppin?’

[verse]

ya gotta love it baby
i asked leek if we was crazy
he said f*cking maybe

cuss these boys be tryna trip
but they can’t f*cking play me
balling like the majors now
my girl riding in the latest now
i think we gone make it now

was on east houston with no money tryna make it out
being broke ain’t sh*t you play about
that’s some sh*t you pray about it
& if we seen em’ outback, we would stake em’ out

now i’m at the venue with the horses
yelling bring em’ out
yeah
this what ya boy had worked for days about
& put himself in danger bout
i talked to god, and i told em’
it’s amazing how
i just copped the whip with 0 mileage
that feel blessed don’t it?
dry cleaned linen with the creases
from the press on it

had to poke my chest
so i’ll gone throw that s on it
i respect the game
while these other n*ggas stepped on it

swear this here my best moment
i’m proud of n*ggas who want less for me
the ones who greet me with they dap
& wish the best for me

but if i drowned
ain’t a vest for me
only wanna check from me
never wanna check for me

yeah

me and wifey copped the crib by the lake
a couple months she said she pregnant
now the kid gotta baby
i won’t teach em’ bout no street sh*t
he got real in his veins
i’ma tell em’ bout these losses
how the streets, they don’t play

yeah

we need vacations, i ain’t even seen la
tryna pull up devin booker sh*t
i shoot through tsa

and i kick it with the finest
like my boo do mma
boy we took them trips to naco’
to see g at sfa

hope the family hear these verses
and don’t take my words in vain
i swear i put the purp in purpose
smoking verses like a train

yeah

and i’m still the most played
to be this underrated
b*tches show me love, that’s wassup
and all these n*ggas hating
bad lil thing she gone gimme higher education
i might have to dig her out like fossil excavation

coolest n*gga in some 5 seam shorts
her eyes red from the gas, ain’t got no visine for it
before i upgrade to the pound i had to buy me quarters
i was a natural born hustler selling candies & waters

i must be conflict resolution
cussthey call me for it
these b*tches treat me like miguel
yeah they adorning adorn it

i’m outchea’ making new deposits
my accounts never dormant
remember ex’s had they way
and walked on me like a doormat

but it’s all good
side of the frames yeah it’s all wood
d’shaun da bomb
i make classics on the hardwood

i’m not the streetest but we all hood
put in all these hours in the booth
till sh*t is all good, yeah

ya know
i got the coolest crew like hula hoops
we moved from round the waste

[d’shaun]

“ya know man like, me and von used to be on some sh*t like, ask our momma could we go outside, play n sh*t, walk to my uncle crib n sh*t, she’d be like ‘h*ll nah, y’all could play, but y’all ain’t walking nowhere’ we’d try to walk to the popeyes or somen, ya know what i mean? walk to the football field at sam, she wasn’t having none of that sh*t. you never realize, how beautiful life is, till you take a second and realize how beautiful it really is. rylty sh*t, we ain’t have sh*t, felt like we had it all. lotta n*ggas don’t know what we mean we say that 4l sh*t, that 4l sh*t just ain’t cute n*gga, it’s 4life baby. yeah, and it’s still free sauce, till we see sauce. said it’s all good, yeah. said it’s all good. i’m good i’m good, i’m good, i’m good. i’m good, i’m good. yeah.”

- dshaun lyrics

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