Still

Stabbed up put my rounds up
Long hair like samson that's a strength up
Everything is heartfelt
You're in the rough you cannot make your art well
I've been sitting in this variation of my own hell
Void of noise, devoid of any rest
Some say the test to be the best comes with the stress
Of falling out with your passion
Ain't enough if it never happens
For the lyrics never go platinum
Tired of the running
Tired of the jumping
Over hurdles that stretch higher and keep on coming
To sabotage the mirage that we built
I feel like a vanderbilt 6 feet on my stilts
Stand tall when adversity is cursing me
It worries me that the evil eye is over me
When you're in the dark the light be never looking back
Sometimes I act as if I don't but I

Still want it
Still
Still
And I'm moving on with it
And I'm moving on with it
And I'm moving on with it
Still want it
Still
Still
And I'm moving on with it
And I'm moving on with it
And I'm moving on with it

Night and day always tryna find a way
Led astray never gave me time of day
So I'm standing here afraid of neglect
Promises were made but they were never kept
So I stay burning out like a cigarette I laid
Foundations for greatness pondering the aimless
Hurts that I'm so brainless gripping on the stainless
Holding up all the aces tying up my laces
It's a cold night and I'm seeing cold faces
Rest in peace Mac Miller I'm a cat killer
Never dat nigga and I stay lowkey
I'm a bag getter never felt better
When I'm chilling with my niggas

Still want it
Still
Still
And I'm moving on with it
And I'm moving on with it
And I'm moving on with it
Still want it
Still
Still
And I'm moving on with it
And I'm moving on with it
And I'm moving on with it

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Credits
Writer(s): James Rowley
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