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Houston, we have a problem
I done had two classmates die from fentanyl, yeah we got a problem,
I done had two classmates die with money, robbin', we got a problem,
Few of my favorite rappers, they done died from sippin' drank, they was lickin' the bottle,
You got a problem with me, pull up the southside, Scott is the block
And we goin' dumb, nah, the gun is a drum line with a short kick
Call it a onside, but this one you can't recover,
Four hundred years being a slave
Blacks will never recover,
Django, two guns in both hands, make em aim together,
You and your bitch gon' be lame together, how you gon' shame the devil,
Jesus walks in, I'm on his side, it look like we came together,
I'm on the fifth floor like Bruh Man, y'all jumpmans from Japan,
Them fake shoes y'all buy off them websites y'all wear at night
I don't understand, what the fuck are those,
It's levels to the shit, boy, I be on the upper row,
So high up I can't see the show, my Higheadz has my people know
That my old shit sound like old Krit,
I been doin' this since 06,
Get your nose split, get your doors kicked
My old bitch can't even get my old dick,
Dave Chapelle show my whole life and be your whole skit
Put your favorite rappers together, I kill your whole list,
And you knows this pose twist, give me the whole shit, whole brick,
Or give me the loot, gimmie me the bread
South Lawn, one room, slept at the foot of the bed,
Fuck what they said, run from the feds
Uh, run till I'm dead, slide through the hood like I'm on a sled,
Santa Claus, niggas in red
Wear the wrong color, Shaquille O'Neal, these niggas will bang on your head fasho
Niggas is scared I know, niggas is dead I know, but still I go,
They hit your head and shoulders, no shampoo, aim at your head and shoulders,
Folgers, Folgers, no sir niggas ain't tryin' to get up, duck,
Or you might never get up, keepin' some lean in the cup
Get the wrong pill, nigga might never get up, what the fuck,
Went from ridin' on a city bus to ridin' in a trophy truck
22 inches up, the only way I'm pullin' up on a slut, I be in the cut
Like a snitch, I be in the cut, Henny fill my cup, slow grindin', I ain't tryin' to rush
Nikes on my feet, kickin' dust, these my old shoes,
I just got these hoes yesterday they still my old shoes,
Old news, yeah, I'm old school, what them hoes do,
Feelin' like I'm Pat like I'm Keke, like I'm old school,
We don't know you, wrong aisle, I'm on row two
Lookin' at my neck, play with me, you'll be froze too, we do what we want because we chose to
Michael Johnson gold shoes, that's how we be winnin' the game and runnin' up in your hoes too
Throwin' strikes, nigga, we can pitch and we can bowl too,
All we do is eat, I need a plate and a bowl too,
A chain, runnin' four two,
On the field, like I'm Tyriq Hill, never Tommy Hilfiger,
No, I'm a real nigga, you gotta deal with us,
Like a class full of bad kids, you gotta deal with us,
Yeah, keep it real with us, will you kill nah, deuce is up, your time is up,
I'm pullin' up candy green, you thought I was here, I disappeared, the car's a time machine,
I come when I want, I leave when I want, like how much time I need,
I lost my keys, I call my freak I be Apollo Creed,
I pay my dues and pay my fees, shades on, ain't nothin' to see,
While my heart on my sleeve, my car is clean like toiletries,
Imagine how far I could be, my flows is like a story out the Bible, it could be hard to believe,
I built the ark and filled it up to sail across the seven seas,
No, this show ain't from the seventies,
We ain't Eddie B's, eatin' steak macaroni, cheese,
Lemon water, please, wait up, bought the ticket longer than the nails on Cardi B
Tip the waiter good, sorry, this how all my parties be,
Who gon' clean, who gon' ride who gon' slide, when it's time, who gon' leave,
Who gon' follow, who gon' pay, who gon' borrow
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Fukkitup
04:24
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HIG, bro, you from Houston, you need to do some H-Town shit
Cool, I told Byrd, put Beyonce on the sample
And don't get no more H-Town than this
Lit, the city gon' turn up to this
Beyonce can turn up to this
If you ain't on the list, then your mic can't come in this
Bitch, now the girls gon' come for the tricks
Niggas gon' pull out the whips
I could put a home on your wrist
I done gave a home loan to my chick
Broke every day, but tonight I'm rich
Bout to fuck it up, I should get a cease and desist
By tomorrow, hell, the cat might pull up and charge you
The clique with me, nigga, might pull up in charter
Trill Burger, nigga, just put in your order
Lil' mermaid ridin' with me in the slab
Ask me where'd I get her from, I say, bitch, out the water
I need some water, I need your daughter
She need a father, fuck up tonight, hell, I might need a lawyer
Bitch tail out the parking lot, hell, I might need some tarter
Destiny's child , shid I might need Latoya
I'm lucky, me and my bros used to pull up in buckets
Now we on the road, we might pull up the buckets
I'm jammin' on Glock, tryna find me a bussit
I hope that she crazy, I want her to cut me
She straight out the hood, where it's hot like the oven
And she don't want nothin' cause she don't need nothin
Cause she got it all, we fuckin', fuckin
Just wait till your boy get his money, right
I'm spittin', I might run through every light
Tonight is the night, like Betty, Wright
Fuck up tonight
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Real niggas stop what you're doin
We're about to make this a movie tonight
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Ladies, find you a babysitter
Let these niggas know you ain't playin' with them pussies
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Wait till I get my money, right
On everything that's goin' down tonight
We up under these city lights
Took some time for me to get it right
Tonight's the night, like Betty, Wright
It's up tonight, we about to fuck it up, fuck it up
I done fell in love with the Henny
She done fell in love with the Don
We done fell in love with the Casa
We'll meet Casa
Told her bring all of her partners
First we had to stop and get pasta
Somebody watch her
Please don't step on my shoes
These ain't come from Foot Locker
Shoe game sick, I might need a foot doctor
No, at least feet just past me
Now wait a minute, now we at the club on ten
This for all the girls who get drunk and like to hug they friends
Shots on me, here for the win
I snuck it in the club so literally
Shots on me, wait a minute
About to fuck it up, that's a bet
Bottle after bottle, no check
Check out my flex
Def the whole section a mess
Joelle Santana, high dip with the set
To a place where the strip was the best
Say less while less, that's my type of chick
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Middle of the club, about to fuck it up, fuck it up
Now she on stage, about to fuck it up, fuck it up
Friends hype her up like fuck it up, fuck it up
The way she throwin ass, she done fucked me up, fucked me up
Damn, that's so amazing
That shit is crazy
She my lil' baby
I'm in a spaceship
She is an alien
Look how she makin' it
She must be makin' this thing
She makin' it happen
But I'm too impatient
She got a waitin' list
But I can't wait on no uh-uh
Southside people too real
Northside people too trill
Too Sauce Walka' with the drip
If you fuck up my night
I might fuck up your year
Nigga, this how we live
Cuz
We gon' fuck up the night
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Real niggas stop what you're doin
We about to make this a movie tonight
We gon' fuck up the night
Fuck up the night
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Ladies find you a babysitter
Let these niggas know you ain't playin' with them
Cuz
We gon' fuck up the night
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Wait till I get my money right
On everything that's goin' down tonight
We up under these city lights
Took some time for me to get it right
Tonight's the night, like let it ride
It's up tonight
We about to fuck it up, fuck it up
We gon' fuck up the night
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Unapologetic when we fuck up the night
Fuck up the night
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up
We gon' fuck up the night
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Unapologetic when we fuck up the night
Fuck up the night
We gettin' buzz up tonight
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up
We gon' fuck up the night
We gettin' buzz up tonight
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up
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Paramount
04:28
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This is motion picture shit
You ain't never seen none like this before
This that motion picture shit
You ain't never gon' see it like this no more
Look, Paramount pictures Life on the big screen
Bank account, a big budget Pirates of the Caribbean
We came on a ship, my ancestors lewin' From cleanin' a big house to ownin' that bitch
Jesus Christ, how I carry around this big cross on my neck
Y'all thought I couldn't walk on water to disrespect
My soul is better, breakaway realm, my goal is better
You thought I wasn't gone, well you should know better
One of a kind like glass slippers of Cinderella
Spirit of Nelson Mandela
Legendary like Prince's performance at Coachella
Palms open on my knees, eyes closed
Writin' shit like Helen Keller
See where I'm goin'? Blindfolded
All I see is the fire emoji
Mind blowin', 24 hours of pictures showin
Nigga, that's all day, in character all day
Feelin' like Garvey, nigga, feelin' like God
This is Motion picture shit
You ain't never seen nothin' like this before
This that motion picture shit
You ain't never gon' see it like this no more
Look, motion pictures
Batman premiere, don't make us open in a theater
So many Jokers, they be like, why so serious
I came from a place where you can die being serious
So look at my face
Gotham ain't got shit on the Lawn, nigga
I've been a superhero ever since I was born, nigga
Came out my mama with a cape on
Black skin, way softer than A-bomb
But yet it still will explode like
Lies travel faster than the truth
Y'all niggas travel in groups, uh-huh
My niggas travel in suits, uh-huh
Put your hands up like Fatman Scoop
Or like the laws I shoot and hide the proof
I left the screen
Feet ain't touch the ground since I grew these angel wings
The only man in this city, you feel me
I am legend, collect your money,
Buy jet for me I am reverend
This is motion picture shit
You ain't never seen nothin' like this before
This that motion picture shit
You ain't never gon' see it like this no more
Yeah
Yeah
This is motion picture shit
You ain't never seen nothin' like this before
This that motion picture shit
You ain't never gon' see it like this no more
Yeah
Yeah
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I Swear
03:24
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Nigga, good days do last forever When you gettin' to that cheddar
Can't nobody do it better I had jackets, they was leather
Fuck with us, never Bitch, it's too many levels
You got blicks, whatever Guns, we got several
So we don't walk through metal detectors This that head from back in the day
The one that'll fuck with your bitch and your face
Bet not have nothin' to say Can't let him speed up my pace
I'm winnin' the race All money ain't good money
Whoever said that is crazy as fuck Every dollar I done ever made
That been good to me, I just can't get enough I'm back, now I had to take me a break
Make sure that the family was straight Haters said I was well done
Cool, cause that's how I'm eatin' my steak
Rap nigga, trap nigga, skinny nigga
Fat nigga, this nigga, that nigga
All facts, nigga, please stay the fuck off my dick
Southside still holdin', nigga Now I don't do emojis, nigga
My homeboy been a jack boy He was mashed up before COVID, nigga
Rest in peace to Big Pokey, nigga Shootin' jumpers with COVID, nigga
Southside still ride chops That's the only way that we rollin', nigga
I swear
Gettin' to it, I swear Gettin' money, I swear
Good forever, so ahead of you niggas We didn't even know you was there
Good nigga, I swear Southside, we here
Hig Headz, I'm back And I ain't goin' no motherfuckin' where
Gettin' to it, I swear Gettin' money, I swear
Good forever, so ahead of you niggas We didn't even know you was there
Good nigga, I swear Southside, we here
And we ain't goin' no motherfuckin' where
Yeah, shout out to South Lawn
Shout out to Southside
Shout out to Third Ward Nigga, we outside
Shout out to Northside Them niggas fuckin' with me
Shout out to Wolf and my daddy's son Shit, I might have my brother with me
In the studio, I'm at work She callin' like, damn, you ain't off yet
We grind hard, so we shine hard You a swear to God, we do crossfit
You at the bottom, I'm at the top And you wonder why we ain't cross yet
You work for them and they work for me That's the reason why I get boss checks, bro
I know niggas on narcotics But really psychotic
If I got a problem, they'll do it Fuck me, chill here, I got it
If we at the restaurant and the ticket come Chill, nigga, I got it
In the wide body, drivin' like a damn potty Chick, got a guide body
We slide by, you tend it up High side, nah, we don't pop models
We just pop bottles, cause we good forever Couldn't live in the hood forever
I don't even like to pass through I go around, I take the loot
Got the pistol on me, I don't wanna shoot But these young niggas, they'll make you do it,
I swear
Gettin' to it, I swear Gettin' money, I swear
Good forever, so ahead of you niggas We didn't even know you was there
Hood nigga, I swear Southside, we here
Higheadz, I'm back And I ain't goin' no motherfuckin' where
Gettin' to it, I swear Gettin' money, I swear
God lvl, so ahead of you niggas We didn't even know you was there
Hood nigga, I swear Southside, we here And we ain't goin' no motherfuckin where
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Say Less
03:04
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Yeah, you niggas talkin' too much, say less When it comes to rappin' in Houston, I'm A-list
When it comes to Spotify, I'm on your playlist Still bangin' Screw like it's in a tape deck
If it ain't about a paycheck, my niggas say less I'm done talkin', continue walkin
Baby thought that it was somethin' But she's just a friend like Biz Markie
Now make that a lesson, stack my plate the first time So it's no need to go back for a second
I'm talkin' records like speedin' with no seatbelt This for all my dawgs, you'll never catch me with heathcliff
Nah, the album is comin', they said I was done with, say less But I can't function without gettin' money, so pay that
Head fell off, I'm glad to hear you niggas say that Jaheim, I'm just tryin' to find my way back
Pick up where I left off, I'm tryin' to be the best in it You tryin' to be the best off, that's how niggas get messed off
Yeah, I'm more focused on execution And you focused on what your ex doin
Shit, that's probably why your ex choose it Come on over here and be my best dude And I'll show you how to best do it
Say less, you sound better on mute You pooty tang in the booth, I spit flames in the booth
Shut shit down, it's what we came here to do I shoot bars, so if I point, that mean I'm aimin' at you
I'm uno, I the Roman numero Slidin' through the loophole
We prime time, you niggas juco I'm from Houston, yo, we screwed with y'all niggas too slow
Like playin' hot hands, you niggas too slow You was good with LeBron, but you trash, not Alex Caruso
Your son probably shoot better, Manupo I'm back in tact, I got a new soul
We at Boudreaux's, drinkin' margaritas too cold with two hoes
Rick and Lake, you counsel me, I'll start up a new show
I'm listenin' to the radio, a pussy pink, a booty hole is what the fuck
Nah, cut that shit off, say less You niggas playin' checkers cause you never learned to play chess
That's why your trash-ass flow is never seein' progress
Then you hear a nigga like me, and it's hard to digest
But I was out here grindin', CDs in the backpack
Stayin' at my partner house, sleepin' on a knapsack
Lil' old backpack, cause if I have to pack that
You better be fully insured, nigga, Affleck
And I'd rather be a ape, nigga, fuck bein' a goat, why
Cause goats get ate, nigga, and I drink goat milk
I don't wanna hear no lip, Carnival Cruise, nigga
I don't wanna take no trip, the vacation over
Turnin' back in the Ova, I'm turnin' back in the bitch, move the fuck over
Turnin' the corner on two wheels, about to flip over
I'm way colder, Colorado, I'm way bolder
My son out the stroller, he way older
Now, he could hit the studio with me, I'm way focused
Still sippin' Henny, no soda
Still can set the city on fire with a cold shoulder
The show's over, say less
The show's over, say less
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Dante Higgins Houston, Texas
Although he’s calm when you meet him, Dante has the heart of a lion and the rhymes of a monster. He jokes around and loves
to laugh, but he’s a breath of fresh air to the rap game.
Life didn’t hand H.I.G. lemons, it handed him a microphone, and he’s doing exactly what he’s supposed to do with it. Don’t take our word for it though, go listen. Otherwise, go ahead and keep reading.
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