Letra de H-Town
Yeah, yeah
Too much wasted time, wasted potential
Too much wasted time, wasted potential
Hate havin' to tell somebody what I'm finna do
Been crashin' out since middle school, way before an interview
The view is better when you allow the haters to get rid of you
Ghost, I'm invisible, I prefer it that way
Started to fall off track, when you built your roads and designed your train
I keep my life sweet and plain, and my iced tea the same
With a white tee, the ice made me shine, mane
H-Town, Johnny Dang
Corpus Christi in my veins, my boy get on my nerves
I swear that nigga get out my face, I'm a long way from pain
See my mistakes every day, I see 'em more when I pray but–
I'm still alive
Thank God I'm still alive
Alive
Waiting for you
For you
Type of nigga that'll hold the whole onion
One thing for sure, you know I'm never gon change
Still quick to cut the bitch off and do my own thing
Boss man, you know I'm really doing things that they can't
Still pourin' fours in my drank
And my cup too muddy, same color my paint
Don dada, bitch, I'm really top rank
Standin' in these trenches, everywhere that you ain't
The way that I think will leave niggas speechless
Demons in the trap smokin' dope, all teethless
Dope that I got'll have you up for three weekends
Y'all bloodsuckers, no fronts for these leeches
I ain't never killed nobody, I promise
But seen many bodies and niggas that will haunt me
When I left home, it was only me and my homies
Raised by the wolves, I thought the devil was on me
A curse be upon 'em, anybody that want it
The first one to pull it, the last man to breathe
The helicopters and sirens, it's getting harder to sleep
I used to cry to my mama, I was afraid of the fiends
And what I grow up to be? Life is funny that way
I'm steppin' on these niggas before they get it my way
My only fear is God, he know every nigga I robbed
Pistol in my right, I'm the left hand of God
(God, God)
(God, God)
I'm still alive (God, God)
Thank God I'm still alive
Alive
Waiting for you
For you
Turkish cotton (I'm fine now)
Rogers and Link (I'm fine now)
Cry for me (I'm fine now)
Styrofoam, baby
I'm still alive
(Thank Boyer) You're alive
Alive
Thank Boyer
Thank Boyer
Thank Boyer
Dirty South for life
No, you won't change my mind
Mind
Been crashin' out since middle school, way before an interview
The view is better when you allow the haters to get rid of you
Ghost, I'm invisible, I prefer it that way
Started to fall off track, when you built your roads and designed your train
I keep my life sweet and plain, and my iced tea the same
With a white tee, the ice made me shine, mane
H-Town, Johnny Dang
Corpus Christi in my veins, my boy get on my nerves
I swear that nigga get out my face, I'm a long way from pain
See my mistakes every day, I see 'em more when I pray but–
I'm still alive
Thank God I'm still alive
Alive
Waiting for you
For you
Type of nigga that'll hold the whole onion
One thing for sure, you know I'm never gon change
Still quick to cut the bitch off and do my own thing
Boss man, you know I'm really doing things that they can't
Still pourin' fours in my drank
And my cup too muddy, same color my paint
Don dada, bitch, I'm really top rank
Standin' in these trenches, everywhere that you ain't
The way that I think will leave niggas speechless
Demons in the trap smokin' dope, all teethless
Dope that I got'll have you up for three weekends
Y'all bloodsuckers, no fronts for these leeches
I ain't never killed nobody, I promise
But seen many bodies and niggas that will haunt me
When I left home, it was only me and my homies
Raised by the wolves, I thought the devil was on me
A curse be upon 'em, anybody that want it
The first one to pull it, the last man to breathe
The helicopters and sirens, it's getting harder to sleep
I used to cry to my mama, I was afraid of the fiends
And what I grow up to be? Life is funny that way
I'm steppin' on these niggas before they get it my way
My only fear is God, he know every nigga I robbed
Pistol in my right, I'm the left hand of God
(God, God)
(God, God)
I'm still alive (God, God)
Thank God I'm still alive
Alive
Waiting for you
For you
Turkish cotton (I'm fine now)
Rogers and Link (I'm fine now)
Cry for me (I'm fine now)
Styrofoam, baby
I'm still alive
(Thank Boyer) You're alive
Alive
Thank Boyer
Thank Boyer
Thank Boyer
Dirty South for life
No, you won't change my mind
Mind
