Still
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Clearly niggas ain't get the point, I'm not the one to play with
We got silos, choppers, and Glocks for when we gotta spray shit
I don't see red, I smell the blood, now I just wanna taste it
Still been gettin' this shit out the mud, be damned, I let you take it
Still been gettin' active, still been
Thuggin', the people still think I'm crazy
Still been hustlin' backwards, still blackin'
Out, still ain't been fuckin' saved
Still been searchin' for opps, still on
They ass, still use bleach when I'm bathin'
Still been usin' my drone to spy on opps 'cause I'm sick fuckin' lazy
Stopped puttin' them thunders in our Glocks '
Cause them fifths just go best with switches
He got caught at his cousin house, heard
They kept shootin' 'til he stopped twitchin'
We don't know his whereabouts, how they did that boy with twisted?
Court case, ain't no witness, just when
He say she safe from some hatin' bitches
Freak hoes, they got ran through by the bros
From the back, they cuttin' her toes
I don't want no 'Cat, I want a Rolls, some shit you never drove
Clutchin' designer, got some shit you never blow
Want a bag for a bitch, that GD know I know
Fifteen hundred on some kicks, I'ma buy that
If my brothers take your shit, you gotta buy it back
If my niggas snatch your chain, you gotta buy it back
They mud at home, there ain't no point in askin' why it's that
Baby purple and I'm sick, first, so I nut in your bitch
Ecstasy, can't get in my dick, broke as fuck, can't even buy no 'fits
On some words, I done got rich, could finally say I made it, bitch
Mama, you ain't raised no snitch, you made a drug dealer slimey bitch
Clearly niggas ain't get the point, I'm not the one to play with
We got silos, choppers, and Glocks for when we gotta spray shit
I don't see red, I smell the blood, now I just wanna taste it
Still been gettin' this shit out the mud, be damned, I let you take it
Still been gettin' active, still been
Thuggin', the people still think I'm crazy
Still been hustlin' backwards, still blackin'
Out, still ain't been fuckin' saved
Still been searchin' for opps, still on
They ass, still use bleach when I'm bathin'
Still been usin' my drone to spy on opps 'cause I'm sick fuckin' lazy
Your son be on some grimy shit
Hop out, get to bustin' on some violent shit
How I'm 'posed to stop the violence, violence followin' in?
In a murder killin' environment where I'm divin' in
Jumped in the streets, ain't have my mama to come and hold my hand
Left out on my own, learned how to be a man
Why do I think I'ma die when I know I'll go out spreadin'?
Remember them long nights, I'm just
Thankin', kickin' shit with the clan
They was my only friends, watch 'em turn they back again
Thought shit was 'til the end, that Devil tried to reel me in
Say no, no, I'm gon' sin again
See thirty thousand every time I grin
Lately, I don't care 'bout who I offend
If a fly nigga lame, why I offend?
If I like it, I'm gon' buy it then
To a loser, I was born to win
My dream is to fuck on some twins
More advanced than niggas, so I see shit through a different lens
Pop out, see what's through tints
I weigh the issue when it come to dividends
I hear you talkin' gangster, but when
It's time, is you gon' really spin?
Forever, I'ma go always stand on mine, I'll never fold or bend
Speak my mind, won't hold a lick
See thirty thousand every time I grin
In rental cars, switch the Benz to spin
In rental cars, switch the Benz to spin
In a rental car, switch the Benz to spin