Still Here

10 years, 4 times, standin at the same place
6 grams, 4 dimes, running at the same pace
Game 20, couple grades, swear I got the same pace
Played my cards right, swear I got the same Ace
Metaphor assimilator, take me out the misery
You thinkin that my best days history
Had my first son, small victory, on tour he be missin me
What he calls a mother most times is a bitch to me
Never let it get to me, lose track physically
Mentally I'm Mr. T, pity any fool tryna stop what I'm meant to be
I meant to see a check up, with my taxes in a different league
1 6 0's, two commas individually
Measure of a man ain't always what his digits read
Measure of my flow, gyro, pure wizardry
Measure of my soul, only tall when he visit me
Ridin on a Kennedy
Get LA keep it rollin, the same here
Hit the TV, never hit the same year
Listen to my thugs, Kevin in the wonder years
Still grindin, never left you, I'm still here
Still grindin, never left you, I'm still here
Still grindin, never left you, I'm still here
Still grindin, never left you, I'm still here
Kidz In The Hall killin shit for life 10 years
We need 20 visions to be livin on MySpace
Now all of these rappers putting this shit up in my face
Pick of the little one, a sprill and it's my race
Do it for the now, never live in the time chase
Drinkin on the crown or tequila with lime chase
Sittin on the plane just listenin to grande
Think up in the little league, consistent with my fate
Peace to Dayla, peace to Hugh too
Cause ya'll the only reason why I'm doin this music
I met em on tour and they fuck with the movement
Dynamical smooth shit, that bitches kept move with
I'm feelin I'm too sick, I'm killin it tonight
It's what's why they doin shows with holograms of 2 Pac
That's why they auto-tune shit, tryna do pop
Even if do pop is cheaper than tube socks, damn
Get LA keep it rollin, the same here
Hit the TV, never hit the same year
Listen to my thugs, Kevin in the wonder years
Still grindin, never left you, I'm still here
Still grindin, never left you, I'm still here
Still grindin, never left you, I'm still here
Still grindin, never left you, I'm still here
Kidz In The Hall killin shit for life 10 years



Credits
Writer(s): Christain Miconi
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