Still (feat. The Third Son)
I don't get paid like Ye
I don't think like J. Cole
I don't got fans like Drake
But still nigga watch me go
I don't got tats like Wayne
I ain't sell coke like Push
And I can't sing like Tank
Still puffing on that kush
I don't get paid like Ye
I don't think like J. Cole
I don't got fans like Drake
But still nigga watch me go
I don't got tats like Wayne
I ain't sell coke like Push
And I can't sing like Tank
Still puffing on that kush
616 Where I come from, in the crib making beats in the dungeon
On the grind all night till the sun up
Trying to cop me a crib out in London
Used to push them beats in the email
Never got replies in my DM
Even when I put down every detail
Well back to the grind in the PM
I'm a plain ass dude I ain't recognized
Cause I still pay rent when the check arrive
This real life boy I ain't never lied
This true shit too let me specify
In Case You Forgot still unknown
That shit make me wanna postpone
All new music for your run tho
And cleaning music for your condo
I don't get paid like Ye
I don't think like J. Cole
I don't got fans like Drake
But still nigga watch me go
I don't got tats like Wayne
I ain't sell coke like Push
And I can't sing like Tank
Still puffing on that kush
I don't get paid like Ye
I don't think like J. Cole
I don't got fans like Drake
But still nigga watch me go
I don't got tats like Wayne
I ain't sell coke like Push
And I can't sing like Tank
Still puffing on that kush
Got a little placement in my face
Now I'm 300k away from a wraith
No real clout but a nigga got faith
Hopefully the world don't drown in my wave
Ready or not ima always score
Jesus Walks let me pray to the Lord
Finna do better trying to open doors
So my mom get the range that she can't afford
Nigga got bills that still ain't paid
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah not paid
I don't give a fuck boy I got no shame
At least nigga I stayed the same
I don't want chains I want acres
Staff all black like the Raiders
Celebrate every night with chasers
This the real me boy ain't no faking
I don't get paid like Ye
I don't think like J. Cole
I don't got fans like Drake
But still nigga watch me go
I don't got tats like Wayne
I ain't sell coke like Push
And I can't sing like Tank
Still puffing on that kush
I don't get paid like Ye
I don't think like J. Cole
I don't got fans like Drake
But still nigga watch me go
I don't got tats like Wayne
I ain't sell coke like Push
And I can't sing like Tank
Still puffing on that kush
I don't think like J. Cole
I don't got fans like Drake
But still nigga watch me go
I don't got tats like Wayne
I ain't sell coke like Push
And I can't sing like Tank
Still puffing on that kush
I don't get paid like Ye
I don't think like J. Cole
I don't got fans like Drake
But still nigga watch me go
I don't got tats like Wayne
I ain't sell coke like Push
And I can't sing like Tank
Still puffing on that kush
616 Where I come from, in the crib making beats in the dungeon
On the grind all night till the sun up
Trying to cop me a crib out in London
Used to push them beats in the email
Never got replies in my DM
Even when I put down every detail
Well back to the grind in the PM
I'm a plain ass dude I ain't recognized
Cause I still pay rent when the check arrive
This real life boy I ain't never lied
This true shit too let me specify
In Case You Forgot still unknown
That shit make me wanna postpone
All new music for your run tho
And cleaning music for your condo
I don't get paid like Ye
I don't think like J. Cole
I don't got fans like Drake
But still nigga watch me go
I don't got tats like Wayne
I ain't sell coke like Push
And I can't sing like Tank
Still puffing on that kush
I don't get paid like Ye
I don't think like J. Cole
I don't got fans like Drake
But still nigga watch me go
I don't got tats like Wayne
I ain't sell coke like Push
And I can't sing like Tank
Still puffing on that kush
Got a little placement in my face
Now I'm 300k away from a wraith
No real clout but a nigga got faith
Hopefully the world don't drown in my wave
Ready or not ima always score
Jesus Walks let me pray to the Lord
Finna do better trying to open doors
So my mom get the range that she can't afford
Nigga got bills that still ain't paid
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah not paid
I don't give a fuck boy I got no shame
At least nigga I stayed the same
I don't want chains I want acres
Staff all black like the Raiders
Celebrate every night with chasers
This the real me boy ain't no faking
I don't get paid like Ye
I don't think like J. Cole
I don't got fans like Drake
But still nigga watch me go
I don't got tats like Wayne
I ain't sell coke like Push
And I can't sing like Tank
Still puffing on that kush
I don't get paid like Ye
I don't think like J. Cole
I don't got fans like Drake
But still nigga watch me go
I don't got tats like Wayne
I ain't sell coke like Push
And I can't sing like Tank
Still puffing on that kush
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Writer(s): Derrick Shorter
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