Space City Lyrics

Man the world has gone crazy

People are flippin' each other off

They're in they're feelings or they're freaking out

You know let's try the other F-word

Focus

May do us some good

Yeah

Heart of a hustler

Mind of a G

I been getting money you can't hate on me

Got the heart of a hustler

The mind of a G

I been getting money you can't hate on me

Heart of a hustler

Mind of a G

If you ain't doing what I'm doing then you cant touch me

(You ain't getting it)

Got the heart of a hustler

The mind of a G

If you ain't doing what I'm doing then you cant touch me

The heart of a hustler, the mind of a G (You ain't getting it)

I been getting money you can't hate on me (Can't hate on me)

Got the heart of a hustler

The mind of a G

If you ain't doing what I'm doing then you can't look

Aye

Lufkin Texas thats where Im from

Houston Texas is where i run

Dirty south that nitty gritty

Coming down in that grapefruit city

Candy paint and we grippin' grain

Gold all in my pinky rang

One thing about Screw-city spend more on rims than we do chains

Middle school that's where it started

Spade business we win regardless

Pockets deep just like my wallet

No 4.P.F. but lil baby styling

No nick cannon but y'all been wildin'

Got the J's on with the shades on not by myself but we on this Island

Aye

Now bring the hook

Heart of a hustler

Mind of a G

I been getting money you can't hate on me

Got the heart of a hustler

The mind of a G

I been getting money you can't hate on me

Heart of a hustler

Mind of a G

If you ain't doing what I'm doing then you can't touch me

Got the heart of a hustler

The mind of a G

If you ain't doing what I'm doing then you can't touch me

Yeah but I ain't done

Know I gotta freestyle too

Oh yeah?

This how they used to do it

Imma break it down

Green watermelon paint dripping down the fender

Rims poking out switching lanes might pinch you

Got the stereo jumping

My truck bumping

Bass too loud got the rear view thumping

I'm bout my paper

Stevie to a hater

Smooth like mashed potatoes

And I'm balling like a laker

Said I'm bout my paper

I'm stevie to a hater

I'm smooth like mashed potatoes

And I'm ballin' like a laker

It's Green watermelon paint dripping down the fender

Rims poking out switching lanes might pinch you

Got the stereo bumping

My truck jumping

Bass too loud got the rear view thumping

Yeah

Said the bass too loud got the rear view thumping

Gotta turn the bass down a little bit

Bass too loud got the rear view it's thumping

I'm a trap, trap, trap man (Yeah)

Coming down Houston Texas hit my trap dance

(Welcome)

I'm a trap man

Hit my trap dance (Spring '22)

Coming down Houston Texas hit my trap dance

Im a trap man

A trap, trap man

Sitting pretty coming down hit my trap dance

Im a trap man

A trap, trap man

I'm a trap man

They know I'm a trap man