Scott Paul - 5AM in Houston

Yeah, let me get back in my bag
They been jackin' the swag
I been practicing math, stackin' the cash
I'm going green but I just bought me a bag of that gas
We goin' up and it's happening fast
She wanna fuck and I'm happy to smash
Ill intent militant
Know who you dealing with
Lord only knows what I got in the building with
I stack it up 'bout as I high as the ceiling is
Call me a killa 'cause yeah I be killin' it
I had so many doors closed on me I just said fuck it and I went and built my own house
Now every check is in bigger amounts
Took the hand I was dealt and I figured it out
We gotta get paid 'cause all of my people are starving today
They want us to wait but all of my people are starving today
I met her at eight, by the end of the night she'll calling me bae
Jack of all trades, I ball on the court and I'm calling the plays
He ran his mouth on his socials but when I approached him he froze up like "nah i ain't say that"
They want me to weigh in 'cause homie don't play that
Gotta pay dues, can't act like I ain't pay that
Shout out my niggas that's riding since way back
For me light up they'd side of his maybach
They ain't gon push it if I don't okay that
Stunting on niggas is my favorite payback
Gotta be safe
One on my waist and one in the safe
Gotta be safe
Some in the bank and some in the safe
I pulled up in a Wraith
Mad 'cause it's like they been running in place
Try me somebody might run in his place
I swang for the fence now I'm running the base
Scotty the Great or Great Scott
It's whatever dawg I ain't picky
I brought a friend and he brought a blicky
My shawty a ten, more like a fifty
Throwing up tens, twenties, and fifties
When we at the strippy
The boy gettin busy
All I ever needed was a chance with this shit
Whether it's rap or it's pop boy whatever you got
I just step in the lab and they throw on a track and then watch me tap dance on that bitch
I brought my mans in this shit
And we all have plans to get rich
Kicked when I was down
They thought they could drown me
And somehow I swam like a fish
I thank my grandma for this
Taught me some things that I cannot forget
And if we comparing the figures
The rates that I'm charging is charity nigga
Look at the vision and look at the fitty
You know that I'm movin' with clarity nigga
Oh la la, excuse my French but I seen that your derrière getting bigger
How did you do it? Tell me your secrets
'Cause that's something that you should share with a nigga
Party in Houston and I got a section
And it's only women I look like I'm sexist
I did it big in New Jersey and you know that they say that everything bigger in Texas
I'm in agreement but I must confess that I'm basing that off of the ass and the breasts
My time is on demon, they want us to leave they gon' have to arrest us
I got my homies on tour and they rocking some shit that ain't sold in the store
I had some homies before and they wanted to leave and I opened the door
Yeah and I'm cold to the core, if they pushin' like Putin I'm open to war
L'union fait la force, you know I'd die for the cause
Boy

Written by:
Scott Paul

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