
Try not to lose your life
Classic hip-hop down south feeling like a Texas style vibe
Derek Tyler·3:29

3:29
Try not to lose your life
Classic hip-hop down south feeling like a Texas style vibe
Creator: Derek TylerRelease Date: February 6, 2026
Lyrics
Hook (8 bars)
From the south where the sun stay low and the grind stay heavy,
Came up off patience, now the bank account ready.
H-Town in my blood, every breath I exhale it,
Turn pain into profit, every move I calculated.
Candy paint dreams, let the city keep shining,
Every dollar I touch got a purpose behind it.
Still reppin’ the soil where the real ones be,
Houston raised me—now the money run free.
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Verse 1 (16 bars)
1. I was raised where the concrete learn how to hustle,
2. Every loss taught me how to tighten the muscle.
3. Long nights, short sleep, chasing bigger vision,
4. Every step intentional, no accidental decisions.
5. Started with hope and a pocket full of faith,
6. Now I’m talking real numbers, not a number to fake.
7. Had to learn the game, couldn’t shortcut the route,
8. Now my name hold weight when it come out my mouth.
9. From the southside corners to the boardroom talks,
10. Same hunger in my stride when a boss man walks.
11. I invest in myself, yeah the return come quick,
12. Turn pressure into power, that’s a Houston trick.
13. City full of legends, had to earn my respect,
14. Every move I make, I double-check and protect.
15. Still grounded in the roots, never changing my tone,
16. Money made me focused, never changed where I’m from.
⸻
Hook (8 bars)
From the south where the sun stay low and the grind stay heavy,
Came up off patience, now the bank account ready.
H-Town in my blood, every breath I exhale it,
Turn pain into profit, every move I calculated.
Candy paint dreams, let the city keep shining,
Every dollar I touch got a purpose behind it.
Still reppin’ the soil where the real ones be,
Houston raised me—now the money run free.
⸻
Verse 2 (16 bars)
1. I done seen it all, still I keep my vision clear,
2. Wealth ain’t just the money, it’s the mindset here.
3. Talk less, move smart, let the results talk,
4. Ain’t flexing for attention, let the balance walk.
5. Every city got dreams, but mine move different,
6. We grind with a smile, but the hustle relentless.
7. Had to build from the mud, couldn’t wait on a hand,
8. Now I sign my own checks, got my name on the plan.
9. Independent mindset, still connected to the block,
10. Same heart in my chest whether winning or not.
11. I don’t chase the wave, I create my own tide,
12. Turn vision into value every day I apply.
13. Houston in my soul, yeah the code in my speech,
14. When I say I’m coming, I’m already in reach.
15. From the grind to the glow, stayed true through it all,
16. Money come and go, but my city stand tall
From the south where the sun stay low and the grind stay heavy,
Came up off patience, now the bank account ready.
H-Town in my blood, every breath I exhale it,
Turn pain into profit, every move I calculated.
Candy paint dreams, let the city keep shining,
Every dollar I touch got a purpose behind it.
Still reppin’ the soil where the real ones be,
Houston raised me—now the money run free.
⸻
Verse 1 (16 bars)
1. I was raised where the concrete learn how to hustle,
2. Every loss taught me how to tighten the muscle.
3. Long nights, short sleep, chasing bigger vision,
4. Every step intentional, no accidental decisions.
5. Started with hope and a pocket full of faith,
6. Now I’m talking real numbers, not a number to fake.
7. Had to learn the game, couldn’t shortcut the route,
8. Now my name hold weight when it come out my mouth.
9. From the southside corners to the boardroom talks,
10. Same hunger in my stride when a boss man walks.
11. I invest in myself, yeah the return come quick,
12. Turn pressure into power, that’s a Houston trick.
13. City full of legends, had to earn my respect,
14. Every move I make, I double-check and protect.
15. Still grounded in the roots, never changing my tone,
16. Money made me focused, never changed where I’m from.
⸻
Hook (8 bars)
From the south where the sun stay low and the grind stay heavy,
Came up off patience, now the bank account ready.
H-Town in my blood, every breath I exhale it,
Turn pain into profit, every move I calculated.
Candy paint dreams, let the city keep shining,
Every dollar I touch got a purpose behind it.
Still reppin’ the soil where the real ones be,
Houston raised me—now the money run free.
⸻
Verse 2 (16 bars)
1. I done seen it all, still I keep my vision clear,
2. Wealth ain’t just the money, it’s the mindset here.
3. Talk less, move smart, let the results talk,
4. Ain’t flexing for attention, let the balance walk.
5. Every city got dreams, but mine move different,
6. We grind with a smile, but the hustle relentless.
7. Had to build from the mud, couldn’t wait on a hand,
8. Now I sign my own checks, got my name on the plan.
9. Independent mindset, still connected to the block,
10. Same heart in my chest whether winning or not.
11. I don’t chase the wave, I create my own tide,
12. Turn vision into value every day I apply.
13. Houston in my soul, yeah the code in my speech,
14. When I say I’m coming, I’m already in reach.
15. From the grind to the glow, stayed true through it all,
16. Money come and go, but my city stand tall
