Still Pour
Hunnit racks ain't nothin i'm still feeling poor
I still like when I do not feel nothing so that's why I pour
Pour up 4 but it did not do nothing so I pour up more
Feeling like nobody even cares feel like I get ignored
I can't even let it out my chest the pain I can't endure
Try to run in niggas ain't your brothers closing down them doors
Try to love em niggas do you dirty can't love anymore
Tryna come up niggas come from dirt sleeping on the floor
You the goat when you come up from nothing put your bruddas on
I had plenty niggas doubt me now they beastin' for a song
Boy you better pay up for a feature I don't do no wrong
Boy you try to reach up for my chain and west will do you wrong
I had plenty nights up in the rain just with my hoodie on
Don't regret not one shit that I did cus that shit put me on
Ain't the best ain't jacking i'm the king but i'm the voice of all
Feeling sick when you in that cell and you can't get a call
Driving fast with pounds up in the trunk you better swerve
Remember niggas blew my phone up I was standing on the curb
Before I thought about a come up I had learned to bag and serve
Now these niggas tryna ride the wave you better learn to surf
I had fucked so many rappers bitches damn I did em dirt
I ain't even have a dollar still they try to put me first
Ain't the point my money up and I'll kill em on a verse
Made a point when I came home to Porsche and 20 racks put up
Fuck a hook they love when I get on this shit and talk
You my son go ahead and show them everything I taught
County jail this bitch a rat damn you ain't have to talk
Police question me for shit man I won't even cough
Always ask me why I drink this I don't even cough
Is it the taste or do I like that I don't feel at all
Remember days up in the stu recording dozing off
Yea pour me up bro
Aigh pass me my cup man
Idk I guess I like feeling numb
Numb to the pain
I feel like I
I feel like
I feel
Feeling dead
I pour up the drink before you kill me I be dead
Damn Kev you never happy what go through your head
Damn Kev you said some shit that you ain't ever said
Damn Kev you need some help addicted to the meds
Damn Kev we love you don't be tripping out again
Damn Kev is ballin' now let's go kick it with him
Damn niggas ain't reach out when I need a hand
I ain't with that fake shit I ain't needing no more friends
I still like when I do not feel nothing so that's why I pour
Pour up 4 but it did not do nothing so I pour up more
Feeling like nobody even cares feel like I get ignored
I can't even let it out my chest the pain I can't endure
Try to run in niggas ain't your brothers closing down them doors
Try to love em niggas do you dirty can't love anymore
Tryna come up niggas come from dirt sleeping on the floor
You the goat when you come up from nothing put your bruddas on
I had plenty niggas doubt me now they beastin' for a song
Boy you better pay up for a feature I don't do no wrong
Boy you try to reach up for my chain and west will do you wrong
I had plenty nights up in the rain just with my hoodie on
Don't regret not one shit that I did cus that shit put me on
Ain't the best ain't jacking i'm the king but i'm the voice of all
Feeling sick when you in that cell and you can't get a call
Driving fast with pounds up in the trunk you better swerve
Remember niggas blew my phone up I was standing on the curb
Before I thought about a come up I had learned to bag and serve
Now these niggas tryna ride the wave you better learn to surf
I had fucked so many rappers bitches damn I did em dirt
I ain't even have a dollar still they try to put me first
Ain't the point my money up and I'll kill em on a verse
Made a point when I came home to Porsche and 20 racks put up
Fuck a hook they love when I get on this shit and talk
You my son go ahead and show them everything I taught
County jail this bitch a rat damn you ain't have to talk
Police question me for shit man I won't even cough
Always ask me why I drink this I don't even cough
Is it the taste or do I like that I don't feel at all
Remember days up in the stu recording dozing off
Yea pour me up bro
Aigh pass me my cup man
Idk I guess I like feeling numb
Numb to the pain
I feel like I
I feel like
I feel
Feeling dead
I pour up the drink before you kill me I be dead
Damn Kev you never happy what go through your head
Damn Kev you said some shit that you ain't ever said
Damn Kev you need some help addicted to the meds
Damn Kev we love you don't be tripping out again
Damn Kev is ballin' now let's go kick it with him
Damn niggas ain't reach out when I need a hand
I ain't with that fake shit I ain't needing no more friends
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Writer(s): Kevin Troncoso
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