Houston Appreciation Lyrics

Alright, alright, okay

Oh, you Benz driving?

Money fall from ceilings

The city treats you different

I hope it treats you right

Didn't you ask for this life?

Ain't no giving up right now, you gotta keep composure

Used to pushing niggas to edge or giving cold shoulders

No in-between

Brand new CC, Gucci fragrance for aroma

Used to be my little baby, but now you getting older

I know you gon' run back when you realize

They ain't got nothing on em'

Like oh oh oh ohhhhh

Oh oh oh ohhhhh

Oh, you Benz driving

Money fall from ceilings

The city treats you different

I hope it treats you right

Didn't you ask for this life?

Yeah

And it go

Houston, Houston

Miami for a trip

Out LA searching for a crib

Come to CHI when it's not cold

You would even visit when it snows

Pop out gang gets messy

Your friends know that their messy

Send nudes all through the thread

Invisible ink with that shit

Damn

Girl you bout' it

Girl you know you bout' it

If it's not you, how could I get a way around it?

And if it's not no money, you never involved with it

Top floor living

Fucking real different

Pussy too good to be tripping over these wack niggas

And you showing out

Girl, you know you showing out

Girl, you know you

Oh, you Benz driving?

Money fall from ceilings

The city treats you different

I hope it treats you right

Didn't you ask for this life?

Ain't no giving up right now, you gotta keep composure

Used to pushing niggas to edge or giving cold shoulders

No in-between

Brand new CC, Gucci fragrance for aroma

Used to be my little baby, but now you getting older

I know you gon' run back when you realize

They can't fuck you like I can

They can't touch you like I can

And you know this shit