Still Here
K-Gho
Yea
You put your trust in a nigga who never rode for you
And you believed a bitch who went and fucked your bro behind you
And even though my life a movie you can't say
That you knew me my nigga cause'
I never truly even fucked with you
I got on viewer discretion cause' if my name get mentioned
I'ma pop out at your hood and really get bold with you
And you was bluffing when you said that you riding
Cause wasn't nobody sliding when your brother fell on that floor for you
My grandma do voodoo gotta my pay dues
It's a blessing I'm still here
Got a lot to prove I got none to lose
So we reach for the stars like Shaquille
VIP the room got on bloody shoes
Couples O's in the back it's surreal
Presidential moves got on jimmy choo
I'm the influence y'all hate on for real
I keep one in head look both ways
Before you cross me and watch what they say in your ear
Kill the snakes in my grass
I don't trust nobody I be praying my vision stay clear
We some hot boys we speak on nothing
We don't do no talking, we don't do questionnaires
And Im straight forever I don't need your 2 cents or your weight on my scale
Poured my heart on this letter bottled it up threw it out
Can't have it reaching no federal
When I say I'm for real I'm for real
I pop out at Haimov drop a Benz a bezel
I got hoes my dick who would drop
Whoever whenever to flock under my feathers
Yea I do this for me for me for my mama my grandma
I don't give a fuck bout no medal
Im from Florida but I call my chiraq brothers when I need my hand up on a drill
From New York to L.A to Miami running up the road we racking up the bill
I found myself attracted to high ended fashion I only take top shelf of pills
I light up w no matches walk in with a ratchet like I'm Jesus behind the wheel
Yea
They knew I was raw since a baby
Knew I was raw since a baby (Yea)
They knew I'd be balling one day
Knew that shit, I'd be amazing
They said I'm the golden child
And I would be stepping for real
And I'm forever real (Yea I'm forever real)
My grandma do voodoo gotta my pay dues
It's a blessing I'm still here
Got a lot to prove I got none to lose
So we reach for the stars like Shaquille
VIP the room got on bloody shoes
Couples O's in the back it's surreal
Presidential moves got on jimmy choo
I'm the influence y'all hate on for real
I keep one in head look both ways
Before you cross me and watch what they say in your ear
Kill the snakes in my grass I don't trust nobody I be praying my vision stay clear
We some hot boys we speak on nothing
We don't do no talking, we don't do questionnaires
And Im straight forever I don't need your 2 cents or your weight on my scale
Money make the world go round just watch how they be talking
When they ain't up under your section
Ima talk my shit cause' I closed the distance
You niggas is reckless y'all ain't competition
007 type guns in the back of the Lincoln
Rolling like we stuck in a mission
Miles and miles away I'm far from the past but I'm not in future
It got me aggressive
Wasting my patience out here running bases
When I done been threw the ball up out the park
Voices in my head think I'm going crazy but I
Forgot I was chosen I'd be raw
Fuck they talking bout'
Yea
You put your trust in a nigga who never rode for you
And you believed a bitch who went and fucked your bro behind you
And even though my life a movie you can't say
That you knew me my nigga cause'
I never truly even fucked with you
I got on viewer discretion cause' if my name get mentioned
I'ma pop out at your hood and really get bold with you
And you was bluffing when you said that you riding
Cause wasn't nobody sliding when your brother fell on that floor for you
My grandma do voodoo gotta my pay dues
It's a blessing I'm still here
Got a lot to prove I got none to lose
So we reach for the stars like Shaquille
VIP the room got on bloody shoes
Couples O's in the back it's surreal
Presidential moves got on jimmy choo
I'm the influence y'all hate on for real
I keep one in head look both ways
Before you cross me and watch what they say in your ear
Kill the snakes in my grass
I don't trust nobody I be praying my vision stay clear
We some hot boys we speak on nothing
We don't do no talking, we don't do questionnaires
And Im straight forever I don't need your 2 cents or your weight on my scale
Poured my heart on this letter bottled it up threw it out
Can't have it reaching no federal
When I say I'm for real I'm for real
I pop out at Haimov drop a Benz a bezel
I got hoes my dick who would drop
Whoever whenever to flock under my feathers
Yea I do this for me for me for my mama my grandma
I don't give a fuck bout no medal
Im from Florida but I call my chiraq brothers when I need my hand up on a drill
From New York to L.A to Miami running up the road we racking up the bill
I found myself attracted to high ended fashion I only take top shelf of pills
I light up w no matches walk in with a ratchet like I'm Jesus behind the wheel
Yea
They knew I was raw since a baby
Knew I was raw since a baby (Yea)
They knew I'd be balling one day
Knew that shit, I'd be amazing
They said I'm the golden child
And I would be stepping for real
And I'm forever real (Yea I'm forever real)
My grandma do voodoo gotta my pay dues
It's a blessing I'm still here
Got a lot to prove I got none to lose
So we reach for the stars like Shaquille
VIP the room got on bloody shoes
Couples O's in the back it's surreal
Presidential moves got on jimmy choo
I'm the influence y'all hate on for real
I keep one in head look both ways
Before you cross me and watch what they say in your ear
Kill the snakes in my grass I don't trust nobody I be praying my vision stay clear
We some hot boys we speak on nothing
We don't do no talking, we don't do questionnaires
And Im straight forever I don't need your 2 cents or your weight on my scale
Money make the world go round just watch how they be talking
When they ain't up under your section
Ima talk my shit cause' I closed the distance
You niggas is reckless y'all ain't competition
007 type guns in the back of the Lincoln
Rolling like we stuck in a mission
Miles and miles away I'm far from the past but I'm not in future
It got me aggressive
Wasting my patience out here running bases
When I done been threw the ball up out the park
Voices in my head think I'm going crazy but I
Forgot I was chosen I'd be raw
Fuck they talking bout'
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Writer(s): Kevin Alonso
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