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Sippin the barre, grippin the grain

I got seventeen karats in my piece and chain

I’m Sip — sippin the barre, grippin the grain

I got seventeen karats in my piece and chain

I’m Sip — sippin the barre, grippin the grain

I got seventeen karats in my piece and chain

I’m Sip — sippin the barre, grippin the grain

I got seventeen karats in my piece and chain

Go on and open up ya map and take a trip down south

Come on over to Houston, Texas — welcome to the Swisha House

It’s the land of the trill I’m comin live from the block

I got my mind on my hustle I’m tryna make it to the top

So I put in work and stackin knot, determination is all I got

On the grind I scheme and plot whatever it takes to raise my stock

I’m breakin bread out here tryna survive

I’m under water with these sharks, praying I stay alive

I’m puttin up numbers like Garnett on that 6 — 10 south

Ain’t nothin soft about my block — except them packs of the soft

You see that People’s Champ talk it’s the expression of a G

And I’m a be chasin after them G’s until I R.I.P

It’s Paul Wall baby what it do been bangin Screw since '92

Fat Pat, and Lil’Keke, Pokey, HAWK and the rest of the crew

So who’s next with the plex I’m flippin slab and wavin hood

With screens hangin down from the roof I’m ballin like a true playa should I’m.

They got you thinkin Houston, Texas the home of David Carr

But really it’s candy paint — playas sippin on barre

Come take a walk with a star straight outta that lone star state

Where Michael Watts trained and taught me I gotta hold my weight

That motivation is the key when you movin them ki’s

Entrepreneurs up in the game out of the 7 — 1 — 3

See one of the keys to my success I switched up like Greg Maddux

While maintainin my composure to become one of the baddest

I stick to the G Code and my (?)is closed

While I’m tippin on 4 — 4's with these suicide do’s

I buy the dro and po' a 4 for my doggs that died in the past

Prayin to God I stay afloat just to make this hustle last

It’s grind time, obeying the laws while my life is on trial

I’m tryna knock off piece and chain and throw some ice in my smile

It’s all work and no play I’m out here punchin that clock

It’s hustlemania out here grindin on the block, I’m tryna ball baby…

From the third coast trenches where the killers don’t think

Where these boys be slugged up and tatted up with that ink

These little cowards tryna assasinate the character of a G

But I’m squashin all of that chatter keepin it real and being me

It’s G’s up and marks down while I’m makin my rounds

I’m up in NYC with DipSet we shuttin it down

Shouts out to Kenyon Martin holdin it down in the low post

While I’m on the block grindin tryna hold my post

A glass house on the grill, my necklace glow like toxic waste

I’m iced out like frozen food sippin on the skeet chase

I’m overtime on that grind it ain’t no time for playin games

That’s why I hustle 25/8 accumulatin this change

I got the diamonds up against the wood, grippin grain and sippin good

Hustle town that’s my hood gettin money is understood

I’m on that hustle baby all night and all day

A hundred D up in my safe, it’s safe to say that boy is paid

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