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Houston Old Head

A＄AP Rocky Houston Old Head - LIVE.LOVE.A$AP
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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Alright
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Smoking rolling reefer up, I adjust the tweakers up
Break it, break it down, break it down
so I can beat it up
Where the welcome back?
Where the welcome mat? My sneaker tough
This is for my old head go on turn your speakers up
Rocky, where you been?
I been tryna make my ends meet
So I can cop that Bathing
Ape or Jeremy Scott or 10 Deep
Bottles full of Rose, riding in the Benz jeep
Blowing money fast
now I'm finna think I'm Big Meech
I met with my old head we sat for a while
We rolled a couple swishers, we chat for a while
I said I'm just on my grind
I come to Houston all the time
He said what's been goin' down
in your New York state of mind
Fine, you ever got days you feel like giving up
Like how you gon' eat when this gig is up
When the chips is down and the jig is up
But I don't give a fuck, roll another swisher up
Cause I just came here down South
so I could get these pounds out
And move my mother nice
somewhere closer than a townhouse
And my beats banging
kicking harder than a roundhouse
I spoke with my old head and this is what I found out

[Chorus]
Life is just a bitch, a bitch is like a ho
Hoes want the money, money come and goes
Friends turn to foes, foes they be fake
If you listen when ya old head talkin' you'll be straight
Life is just a bitch, a bitch is like a ho
Hoes want the money, money come and goes
Friends turn to foes, foes they be fake
If you listen when ya old head talkin' you'll be straight

[Verse 2]
Now my old head old age bald head rogaine
Code red codeine, nose red cocaine
Pimpin bitches since lemon chicken shrimp lo mein
Gold chains afros platforms soul train
And he told me 'bout that
rapping trapping in the old days
When Pac hung with Suge before that
rat tat tat tat nose rings
And I'm so high I could fuck around and grow wings
And we sipping on something purpler than Soul Plane
We sip slow, slow swing, tip foes, and chrome wings
Told me I should head home and do my own thang
Then I heard my phone rang
hold up that's my old dame
Pick it up I hit you back, miss me and I miss you back
She said Harlem miss you too and
they can't wait to get you back
You should come on home leave the drugs alone
and stick to rap
Just don't come back flossin'
'cause that type of shit'll get you clapped

[Chorus]
Life is just a bitch, a bitch is like a ho
Hoes want the money, money come and goes
Friends turn to foes, foes they be fake
If you listen when ya old head talkin' you'll be straight
Life is just a bitch, a bitch is like a ho
Hoes want the money, money come and goes
Friends turn to foes, foes they be fake
If you listen when ya old head talkin' you'll be straight

[Outro]
Life is just a bitch, a bitch is like a ho
Hoes want the money, money come and goes
Friends turn to foes, foes they be fake
If you listen when ya old head talkin' you'll be straight
Life is just a bitch, a bitch is like a ho
Hoes want the money, money come and goes
Friends turn to foes, foes they be fake
If you listen when ya old head talkin' you'll be straight