Still Here
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'm still here yeah yeah
I'm still here yeah yeah
I'm still here yeah
I'm still here woo woo
I'm still here yeah
I'm still here yeah yeah
I'm still here yeah
I'm still here woo
I'm still here in the cut like them staples
Oh
I'm still here sippin syrup without Maple
Juice yeah yeah
I'm still here raising kids with my daddy shoes
I'm still here calling plays with the audible
Kill me when people tell me that they be still writing
I'm still slicing rocks in these streets and I'm still nice with it
Guarantee twenty a key
No high prices
Stuff the engine like we smoking the v
Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Its long jonhs under this vest
Must I repeat
And It's a long journey on this destiny
Two feet
Remain solid on all concrete
And I never told on molly
Cause you know we be grinding teeth
(I can't talk)
There's difference from what I feel and I believe
I feel like settling down
Believe my casket
Suddenly d.i.p
Damn
What remains still to be oversea
Is a big ol land
And it hasn't been conquered by no man
And so I creep
Started working my way all the way from the down low
Selling heavy dubs off every owner's brownstone
(Nigga what u want)
If you looking for dolla
Better come out more
Bitch
I posted up on these corners
Like new release songs
Talking bout
I'm still here in the cut like them staples
Oh
I'm still here sippin Syrup without Maple
Juice yeah yeah
I'm still here raising kids with my daddy shoes
I'm still here calling plays with the audible
On that same turf
Where no word was ever safe
On that same dirt
Where no worms was ever great
On that same turf
They run a hundred yards and celebrate
On that same dirt
They later kick back up in your face
Oh
Lighter fluid semen breeding
Dolla plaza jr demons
Legacy what I'm leaving
When I lead
I never leave them
Know it's hard but believe em
Still they want bunch of reasons
Saute bars from couple seasons
Mvp the finals speaking
Made it to the top
Came from the bottom
Did it in high speed
Cruised full throttle
Never pop shots
Only pop bottles
Never hit the runway
Always wit the model's
Like how he ever did that
Slide in like a slideshow
Coast to coast
And vibing with the vibes tho
Smoking sour green
Cartier frames
When I met him
Damn
He always had his eye low
I'm still here in the cut like them staples
Oh
I'm still here sippin syrup without Maple
Juice yeah yeah
I'm still here raising kids with my daddy shoes
I'm still here calling plays with the audible
I'm still here yeah yeah
I'm still here yeah yeah
I'm still here yeah
I'm still here woo woo
I'm still here yeah
I'm still here yeah yeah
I'm still here yeah
I'm still here woo
I'm still here in the cut like them staples
Oh
I'm still here sippin syrup without Maple
Juice yeah yeah
I'm still here raising kids with my daddy shoes
I'm still here calling plays with the audible
Kill me when people tell me that they be still writing
I'm still slicing rocks in these streets and I'm still nice with it
Guarantee twenty a key
No high prices
Stuff the engine like we smoking the v
Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Its long jonhs under this vest
Must I repeat
And It's a long journey on this destiny
Two feet
Remain solid on all concrete
And I never told on molly
Cause you know we be grinding teeth
(I can't talk)
There's difference from what I feel and I believe
I feel like settling down
Believe my casket
Suddenly d.i.p
Damn
What remains still to be oversea
Is a big ol land
And it hasn't been conquered by no man
And so I creep
Started working my way all the way from the down low
Selling heavy dubs off every owner's brownstone
(Nigga what u want)
If you looking for dolla
Better come out more
Bitch
I posted up on these corners
Like new release songs
Talking bout
I'm still here in the cut like them staples
Oh
I'm still here sippin Syrup without Maple
Juice yeah yeah
I'm still here raising kids with my daddy shoes
I'm still here calling plays with the audible
On that same turf
Where no word was ever safe
On that same dirt
Where no worms was ever great
On that same turf
They run a hundred yards and celebrate
On that same dirt
They later kick back up in your face
Oh
Lighter fluid semen breeding
Dolla plaza jr demons
Legacy what I'm leaving
When I lead
I never leave them
Know it's hard but believe em
Still they want bunch of reasons
Saute bars from couple seasons
Mvp the finals speaking
Made it to the top
Came from the bottom
Did it in high speed
Cruised full throttle
Never pop shots
Only pop bottles
Never hit the runway
Always wit the model's
Like how he ever did that
Slide in like a slideshow
Coast to coast
And vibing with the vibes tho
Smoking sour green
Cartier frames
When I met him
Damn
He always had his eye low
I'm still here in the cut like them staples
Oh
I'm still here sippin syrup without Maple
Juice yeah yeah
I'm still here raising kids with my daddy shoes
I'm still here calling plays with the audible
Credits
Writer(s): Walter Hill
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