Still Exist
Aye do real niggas still exist
Question of the year I'm the yes in the flesh
Do it for my niggas I think we deserve the best
I was on my ass fucked up in depression
Took a couple risk the turn around was impressive
If you ain't got no pape nigga tell me why you resting
Hit the chevron made good on my investment
These goin through ain't no test run
Long as we running give a fuck who get the best run
If you shoot first off bail you got the best gun
Made some free bands in the a them the best ones
Made some more in fort worth Dallas off the tex run
Lil baby ready imma take her on the next one
Tap in wit the all natural gang we the next up
Sitting in the long driveway in the lex truck
I'm still thinking track hawk for the next truck
I need windmill pointe to have my address
So i can stay away from niggas wit the bad rep
My name good in the streets got you mad yeah
The big pack came in now I'm mad blessed
This new batch came in and it ain't average
Big foe wit me makin flips acrobatic
Every time the feinds do the dog they be spazzing
Nigga when them jakes hit they lights I be laughing
Finna bend the whole corner do the whole dash then
My ex bitch wit a bum he a strag yeah
The plug thinkin I'm Jr lets get a bag then
And I'm having white for the lows like some crackheads
She gone give me head like a perm im relaxing
Worm put a hundred on a hundred like its magic
He ain't know its cut and I ain't me if I don't tax him
Hundred dollar woods to the face and I ain't passing
My baby hiding wit that chopstick like bin lading
I jus set the play up on a opp like its madden
In here we jus smoking opp pack now we laughing
Two hundred grams of cut out the shh now we wrapping
How these niggas talking i can tell the only rapping
Niggas still sleep bitch I'm getting it out in traffic
Supreme to my feet even when I'm out here trapping
Imma up this big foe nickel I ain't scrapping
Yeah do trap niggas still exist
That's like asking Spig if ever seen a brick
Swimming wit the sharks but we playin wit that fish
Shit was never sweet I ain't never been a lick
You was never me I ain't never been a bitch
Gold forty one like I know the president
Take a nigga bitch trapping out her resident
Niggas still broke man that shit so evident
Aye do real niggas still exist
Question of the year I'm the yes in the flesh
Yeah do trap niggas still exist
That's like asking Spig if he ever seen a brick
Aye do real niggas still exist
Yeah do trap niggas still exist
Question of the year I'm the yes in the flesh
Do it for my niggas I think we deserve the best
I was on my ass fucked up in depression
Took a couple risk the turn around was impressive
If you ain't got no pape nigga tell me why you resting
Hit the chevron made good on my investment
These goin through ain't no test run
Long as we running give a fuck who get the best run
If you shoot first off bail you got the best gun
Made some free bands in the a them the best ones
Made some more in fort worth Dallas off the tex run
Lil baby ready imma take her on the next one
Tap in wit the all natural gang we the next up
Sitting in the long driveway in the lex truck
I'm still thinking track hawk for the next truck
I need windmill pointe to have my address
So i can stay away from niggas wit the bad rep
My name good in the streets got you mad yeah
The big pack came in now I'm mad blessed
This new batch came in and it ain't average
Big foe wit me makin flips acrobatic
Every time the feinds do the dog they be spazzing
Nigga when them jakes hit they lights I be laughing
Finna bend the whole corner do the whole dash then
My ex bitch wit a bum he a strag yeah
The plug thinkin I'm Jr lets get a bag then
And I'm having white for the lows like some crackheads
She gone give me head like a perm im relaxing
Worm put a hundred on a hundred like its magic
He ain't know its cut and I ain't me if I don't tax him
Hundred dollar woods to the face and I ain't passing
My baby hiding wit that chopstick like bin lading
I jus set the play up on a opp like its madden
In here we jus smoking opp pack now we laughing
Two hundred grams of cut out the shh now we wrapping
How these niggas talking i can tell the only rapping
Niggas still sleep bitch I'm getting it out in traffic
Supreme to my feet even when I'm out here trapping
Imma up this big foe nickel I ain't scrapping
Yeah do trap niggas still exist
That's like asking Spig if ever seen a brick
Swimming wit the sharks but we playin wit that fish
Shit was never sweet I ain't never been a lick
You was never me I ain't never been a bitch
Gold forty one like I know the president
Take a nigga bitch trapping out her resident
Niggas still broke man that shit so evident
Aye do real niggas still exist
Question of the year I'm the yes in the flesh
Yeah do trap niggas still exist
That's like asking Spig if he ever seen a brick
Aye do real niggas still exist
Yeah do trap niggas still exist
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Writer(s): Patrick Harrison
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