Still Here

Get you some money, ****

When you broke, it make your life harder

Money changed a lot of shit

Everything thing I seen was real, at funerals like I’m convinced

Blood on my hands, dirt on my sneakers

I seen the reaper

**** ain't gangsta, they deacons, that's why you hardly seen 'em

I pledge allegiance to the drug dealers

Say my name, the club fill up

Mama prayed we never be no thug ****

My pops was a problem, the fuck I'm 'posed to be

Keep it solid, no sucker in me, that's how it's supposed to be

On Google lookin up my name, my life ain’t for the lames

Show string around his arm, he lookin for a vein

Youngin' all he see is racks, said he lookin' for some pain

He just dropped four on the phantom and took it to the brain

Like are you crazy

All of use got our own vices, I got this shit in the vice

Got what you need

Check out the prices, trip to Belize, stop, shop and excite

Welcome to graveyard, some call it the night shift

Plenty of money to get

You could get rich, it’s all up to you

You want a Honda, or you want a Bentley

You don't fire on nobody, you gon' miss

Go tell his mama she 'bout to be sick

Got in the wrong lane, couldn’t switch

Smoking my own strain in the vent

Bape on all white leather seats

Whiter than cocaine when you sniff

Watch out the dope game, what it did

She ain't got no brain, but she thick

I had a rope chain, like I'm Rakim with a 38 on my hip

I took the four train with a suitcase with like thirty plates in that bitch

Seen way too much heartbreak, put a 808 on my wrist

Back and forth, we ain't never cool, it be day to day with my bitch

Feel like MJ with that's 45, might fade away if I'm lit

Ain't no NFL, I been through hell, when they raid ****, they blitz

Aye, ****, that's crip

Put that on fate, ****, don't play

Thinking 'bout what you could make with us

If you down, with us till the grave, ****

I took loses, i got back, then I lost again, I'm still here

**** tried to take my life, kill my spirit, I’m still here

Look around, lot of **** gone, it don't feel the same, but I'm a still here

Still rollin' like a wheel chair, fuck fame shit real here

Took loses, I got back, then I lost again, I'm still here

**** tried to take my life, kill my spirit, I’m still here

Look around, lot of **** gone, it don't feel the same, but I'm a still here

Still rollin' like a wheel chair, fuck fame, shit real here

Ain't no weave, shit real here

Life come like life go, buss it down, it's a light show

That ain't real, that's first coke, know it's fake, but you buy it though

Watch what I say, they be wired, bro

**** play like how they in the race

But they outta shape, lookin' tired, bro

Wishin' over homies dying bro

Mama crying, trying get through the pain and hit a higher note

If you from it, that’s just how it go

Phone call, then he gotta go

When the shotty blow, then it's adios

At his door like dominos, let his grandma and his mama know

Down south, yea Papados

Cops raid, then we gotta close

Lotta bags, like we buy clothes, I been like this since a snotty nose

Body cold, man, body froze, man down, hope nobody told

When that body don’t nobody know, but the lobby with a lot of smoke

Monty always said I was a rebel like I’m Rowdy

But I’m more like Bobby though

Foreign shit like I'm Fivio, reporting live from Al Badio

Tweakin' with a couple freaks all up in the sheets

Prolly over Molly though

The number one stunner, I ain’t never been to Hollygrove

Hollywood bitches know I'm hood, but they wouldn't do, **** know I would

What they couldn't do, **** know I could

I say a prayer for **** that’s gone

I say a prayer for **** that's here

I say a prayer for **** that’s real

I say a prayer for **** that's weird

I took loses, I got back, then I lost again, I'm still here

**** tried to take my life, kill my spirit, I’m still here

Look around, lot of **** gone, it don't feel the same, but I'm a still here

Still rollin like a wheel chair, fuck fame, shit real here

I took loses, I got back, then I lost again, I'm still here

**** tried to take my life, kill my spirit, I’m still here

Look around, lot of **** gone, it don't feel the same, but I'm a still here

Still rollin' like a wheel chair, fuck fame, shit real here