Still Release
I remember blues clues
Scooby doo
Wit the black dudes
Shooting goals
Hoops
Milk baskets
Those hoops
The one You cut holes through
Shoot one and it goes through
Dunk when I'm 4 2
Get kwan when da goal loose
Still
Still the same soul
With different souls
Still
Still taking off
But with different goals
Steal
I keep a steal rod hit chromosomes
Still
Standing still
Letting God take control
Woah
Too savage to be religious
I'll air it out reading scriptures
Still growing
Give me a minute
Less time that I'll be spending
Soap operaring About bitches
If she was real
She'd still be right here wit me
Still
Stuck up in my ways not sorry
Still
Will Switch lanes mike lowry
Still crashing out on anybody
With Steal bigger dan half my body
Duhh duhhh
Aye
I shoot ain't no fluke aye
Blow dat a bitch a flute aye
My bitch go tuh tuh
Aye
Yo shit sound like poop
Don't need a crew
Sliding like coop
Popping by da group
Don't need a troop
Bitch I'm da troop
Balling like dat dude
Show me da hoop.
I follow through
Aye
Shout out to dat dude
Promised a school
Then followed through
I'm 2 focused
Soon
In different rooms
I did it too
Too focused to groom
Fuck is a comb
I'm in da booth
Been away from home
They see me
They see the moves
Sliding wit two phones
I did it done it old moves
No contacts in my phone
You pay me or
Who are you
I don't know
Don't got a clue
Can't afford to do nothing new
Risked it all
All that I knew
Look what it ALL
Did to you
Look at his toes he got
No shoes
He went from soul running
In shoes
To being cold
Blooded in suits
Area codes showed em the moves
Area codes show me the moves
Area code Hill wit a view
He wanted Bows 4 of glues
Still got them goals
Bet ima shoot
Won't do So
My nigga like You
I stand 10 toes
I ain't even gotta shoot
They love me loads
Don't do it for da loot
Know niggas from da curb
Take curls out Dey soup
Old Niggas wit birds
So high
They blue
Still lowkey back home
And da boot
I say yo homes
Yo home he'll shoot
Still wit da bros
Dog Wit a roof
Still wit my bro's
Dog wit no roof
Ain't no ceiling nigga
I want I built it nigga
At gunna I killed it nigga
10 toes Dillion Mitchel nigga
They froze
I was itching nigga
Hill toe through da whistle nigga
I don't know him I just had to split em
Where I'm from you just had to hit him
Had a Gun Didnt blast it nigga
Pulled up I was laughing nigga
Mad doing dis gladly
Big Ting
I'm smashing nigga
Bitch sing
Mrs Gladis Nigga
Bitch Ring
I'm married
Nigga
In sync
I ain't average
Tink touting
Big barrels
Think think
Can't imagine
Lil cuz turned trapper
Guessing it run in da Family
Smoking my shit
When I'm landing
Can't come down
Not landing
I wanna leave dis planet
I wanna see advances
All my folks
My granny
I can't go
Can't panic
Family need a mansion
Run it up
Can't prance it
Run it up
Then chance it
All money in
I rinsed it
Lil bro Moving it
Dancing
Big four selling Mans
Bitch Ima beat you senseless
Lil nigga stay in them stanzas
You got a gift
Lil nigga give me that chance
Ima show you that mansion
Weight ima lift
Now you got better chances
100 packs ran through the transit
Glock and a zip
Carried around in my pants
100 racks went through my pants
Words from my lips
These be My experiences
They hear me
But they ain't hearing me
Learn from this shit I'm sharing
I took a trip out of states for experiences
Where I'm from we don't experience shit
That's how we live
Pwr
Scooby doo
Wit the black dudes
Shooting goals
Hoops
Milk baskets
Those hoops
The one You cut holes through
Shoot one and it goes through
Dunk when I'm 4 2
Get kwan when da goal loose
Still
Still the same soul
With different souls
Still
Still taking off
But with different goals
Steal
I keep a steal rod hit chromosomes
Still
Standing still
Letting God take control
Woah
Too savage to be religious
I'll air it out reading scriptures
Still growing
Give me a minute
Less time that I'll be spending
Soap operaring About bitches
If she was real
She'd still be right here wit me
Still
Stuck up in my ways not sorry
Still
Will Switch lanes mike lowry
Still crashing out on anybody
With Steal bigger dan half my body
Duhh duhhh
Aye
I shoot ain't no fluke aye
Blow dat a bitch a flute aye
My bitch go tuh tuh
Aye
Yo shit sound like poop
Don't need a crew
Sliding like coop
Popping by da group
Don't need a troop
Bitch I'm da troop
Balling like dat dude
Show me da hoop.
I follow through
Aye
Shout out to dat dude
Promised a school
Then followed through
I'm 2 focused
Soon
In different rooms
I did it too
Too focused to groom
Fuck is a comb
I'm in da booth
Been away from home
They see me
They see the moves
Sliding wit two phones
I did it done it old moves
No contacts in my phone
You pay me or
Who are you
I don't know
Don't got a clue
Can't afford to do nothing new
Risked it all
All that I knew
Look what it ALL
Did to you
Look at his toes he got
No shoes
He went from soul running
In shoes
To being cold
Blooded in suits
Area codes showed em the moves
Area codes show me the moves
Area code Hill wit a view
He wanted Bows 4 of glues
Still got them goals
Bet ima shoot
Won't do So
My nigga like You
I stand 10 toes
I ain't even gotta shoot
They love me loads
Don't do it for da loot
Know niggas from da curb
Take curls out Dey soup
Old Niggas wit birds
So high
They blue
Still lowkey back home
And da boot
I say yo homes
Yo home he'll shoot
Still wit da bros
Dog Wit a roof
Still wit my bro's
Dog wit no roof
Ain't no ceiling nigga
I want I built it nigga
At gunna I killed it nigga
10 toes Dillion Mitchel nigga
They froze
I was itching nigga
Hill toe through da whistle nigga
I don't know him I just had to split em
Where I'm from you just had to hit him
Had a Gun Didnt blast it nigga
Pulled up I was laughing nigga
Mad doing dis gladly
Big Ting
I'm smashing nigga
Bitch sing
Mrs Gladis Nigga
Bitch Ring
I'm married
Nigga
In sync
I ain't average
Tink touting
Big barrels
Think think
Can't imagine
Lil cuz turned trapper
Guessing it run in da Family
Smoking my shit
When I'm landing
Can't come down
Not landing
I wanna leave dis planet
I wanna see advances
All my folks
My granny
I can't go
Can't panic
Family need a mansion
Run it up
Can't prance it
Run it up
Then chance it
All money in
I rinsed it
Lil bro Moving it
Dancing
Big four selling Mans
Bitch Ima beat you senseless
Lil nigga stay in them stanzas
You got a gift
Lil nigga give me that chance
Ima show you that mansion
Weight ima lift
Now you got better chances
100 packs ran through the transit
Glock and a zip
Carried around in my pants
100 racks went through my pants
Words from my lips
These be My experiences
They hear me
But they ain't hearing me
Learn from this shit I'm sharing
I took a trip out of states for experiences
Where I'm from we don't experience shit
That's how we live
Pwr
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Writer(s): Octavius Adams
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