Still (feat. Blasto & Dante)
I stay in the cut you know where to find me
Shade from the hate lounging under palm trees
Momma raised a fucking GOAT
Guess Daddy is baphomet
Root for the kid I hope that you're proud of me
I stay in a rut my mind so grimey
Living like larry so lobsters and fine cheese
Got my soul souring like Gin on Long Beach
Steady smiling but rolling off molly
But fuck it I'ma pop a high life the limelight
I married the cut and the work like mob wives
Man Manny is on the way so hide y'all ice
Niggas gonna profile and glam for the life but shit
I'm on the road to riches
Paving my way
And I ain't never hafta change my ways
And I ain't never gonna not get paid
And I love the way she screams my name
And I know you root for me still
I know what you'd do for me still
And I know you feel me for me still
Baby girl you know I'm forreal
You can't hide yo true feelings thought that was behind us
Ya friends bringin up the past don't need them to remind us
They can say what they want but you can't let it blind us
We can really go somewhere nobody will find us
I stay in the cut you know where to find me
Shade from the hate lounging under palm trees
Momma raised a fucking Goat
Guess Daddy is baphomet
Root for the kid I hope that you're proud of me
I stay in a rut my mind so grimey
Living like larry so lobsters and fine cheese
Got my soul souring like Gin on Long Beach
Steady smiling but rolling off molly
I was feeling way up
Buzzing off a bump
Giving game to mufuckas
Who shoulda shown me what it was
I might
Have to put it on on ya
Ooo I know
Work in the morning
I'm like
Ooo let's go
Oh, no i've
Never changed baby
I got money
And these bitches started playing baby
Gold diggers
Throw that dirt back on my name
She knew what it was
She felt the same
She got the eyes for me
Oh i know
But i'm gon have to have to let you go
I stay in the cut you know where to find me
Shade from the hate lounging under palm trees
Momma raised a fucking Goat
Guess Daddy is baphomet
Root for the kid I hope that you're proud of me
I stay in a rut my mind so grimey
Living like larry so lobsters and fine cheese
Got my soul souring like Gin on Long Beach
Steady smiling but rolling off molly
Shade from the hate lounging under palm trees
Momma raised a fucking GOAT
Guess Daddy is baphomet
Root for the kid I hope that you're proud of me
I stay in a rut my mind so grimey
Living like larry so lobsters and fine cheese
Got my soul souring like Gin on Long Beach
Steady smiling but rolling off molly
But fuck it I'ma pop a high life the limelight
I married the cut and the work like mob wives
Man Manny is on the way so hide y'all ice
Niggas gonna profile and glam for the life but shit
I'm on the road to riches
Paving my way
And I ain't never hafta change my ways
And I ain't never gonna not get paid
And I love the way she screams my name
And I know you root for me still
I know what you'd do for me still
And I know you feel me for me still
Baby girl you know I'm forreal
You can't hide yo true feelings thought that was behind us
Ya friends bringin up the past don't need them to remind us
They can say what they want but you can't let it blind us
We can really go somewhere nobody will find us
I stay in the cut you know where to find me
Shade from the hate lounging under palm trees
Momma raised a fucking Goat
Guess Daddy is baphomet
Root for the kid I hope that you're proud of me
I stay in a rut my mind so grimey
Living like larry so lobsters and fine cheese
Got my soul souring like Gin on Long Beach
Steady smiling but rolling off molly
I was feeling way up
Buzzing off a bump
Giving game to mufuckas
Who shoulda shown me what it was
I might
Have to put it on on ya
Ooo I know
Work in the morning
I'm like
Ooo let's go
Oh, no i've
Never changed baby
I got money
And these bitches started playing baby
Gold diggers
Throw that dirt back on my name
She knew what it was
She felt the same
She got the eyes for me
Oh i know
But i'm gon have to have to let you go
I stay in the cut you know where to find me
Shade from the hate lounging under palm trees
Momma raised a fucking Goat
Guess Daddy is baphomet
Root for the kid I hope that you're proud of me
I stay in a rut my mind so grimey
Living like larry so lobsters and fine cheese
Got my soul souring like Gin on Long Beach
Steady smiling but rolling off molly
Credits
Writer(s): Johnathan Ray
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