Texas

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Diamonds in my mouth, got the syrup when I talk Candy-coated dreams while I glide down the block Beatin’ up the streets, got the trunk on knock Texas raised me right, yeah the hustle don’t stop I’m slidin’ down the freeway with the neon reflection Purple in my cup, got me changin’ directions Chrome on the wheel, got the sun in submission Every lane I touch turn a head, pay attention Got the slab lookin’ like a mirror in motion Candy blue drip, got it wetter than the ocean Pocket full of stones, yeah they floodin’ the ocean Talk slick, diamonds hit, leave ’em froze in the moment From the Southside streets where the hustlers was born Where the game get deep and the nights get long Had to grind for mine, now the top feel warm Got the city on my back, yeah I carry the storm Diamonds in my mouth, got the syrup when I talk Candy-coated dreams while I glide down the block Beatin’ up the streets, got the trunk on knock Texas raised me right, yeah the hustle don’t stop Diamonds in my mouth, yeah they shine when I speak Slow low rider, got the bass real deep Grippin’ on the grain while I creep no sleep Texas in my blood, yeah the code I keep Backwood twist tight, let the smoke just curl Got a queen by my side, independent type girl Every move calculated, I ain’t chasin’ the world Let it come to me slow like a diamond unfurled Got the 84s pokin’, steady bendin’ the curve Every block I pass, man they givin’ me words OGs show love ’cause they know what I earned Had to wait my turn, now it’s my turn to burn From the mud to the marble, now the floors got gloss Still remember nights I was countin’ my loss Now the ice so cold make your heartbeat pause Texas made a boss, yeah respect the cause Slow it down, let it breathe, let the bassline ride Every scar, every win got a story inside From the H to the D, yeah we unified Texas worldwide, let the trunk testify Diamonds in my mouth, got the syrup when I talk Candy-coated dreams while I glide down the block Beatin’ up the streets, got the trunk on knock Texas raised me right, yeah the hustle don’t stop Diamonds in my mouth, yeah they shine when I speak Slow low rider, got the bass real deep Grippin’ on the grain while I creep no sleep Texas in my blood, yeah the code I keep Slow loud and bangin’, yeah the legend alive From the screws in the sound to the way that I ride Texas forever, yeah we never divide Keep it trill, keep it real, let the slab just glide

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