Still Ain’t Finished (feat. Gunna)

(Wheezy outta here, Wheezy outta here...)

Yeah, wake up, go get it, all I know is slatt business
I came from the trenches, I made it to the riches
We took a lot of risks, now I'm swimmin' with the fishes
Hand touched a lot of dollars, I done count a whole million (yeah)
Poppin' my collar, I can bring back pimpin' (collar)
Keep two Styrofoam, I'm codeine sippin' (codeine)
I done ran from the bottom, I still ain't finished (still ain't finished)

Made it to the top and I still ain't finished (still ain't finished)
I sipped a pint of Wock' and I still can't feel it (still can't feel it)
Better keep a Glock, nigga, real life killer
And we buy 'em at the block, niggas still drug dealers
When your pockets havin' knots, make a thug love livin' (racks)
Got it out the pot, sellin' drugs out the kitchen (yeah)
When she suck me out my socks, I don't mind a lil' tippin' (mind a lil' tippin')
Put you in designer, let me show you how to drip it (show you to drip it)

Red light district, I've been hangin' with some bitches (hangin' with some bitches)
Got a baddie in my mansion and she know I'm countin' riches (woah)
I'm a made nigga and I do a lot of tippin' (do a lot of tippin')
Nigga talkin' money, then you know I gotta listen (yeah)
Keep a pole with me like a fisherman or stripper (fisherman or stripper)
New chain lookin' like it's swimmin' through a river (water)
I'm a trap nigga, send the addy, I deliver (yeah, yeah)
Niggas pocket watchin', wanna know what's in the wallet (what?)

Gallery Department, saw some jeans, and then I bought it (woah)
I don't do no walkin', but I got a walk-in closet (facts)
All the money comin' and they wanna send an audit (sheesh)
You should know I only keep the real niggas 'round me (real niggas)
Keep the iron, man, they could call me Robert Downey (Robert Downey)
Nigga talking crazy, on his head, I place a bounty (bounty)
I was down tryna free the brothers out the county (woah)

I done really made a lot
I'm climbin' up charts, I don't think I'll ever stop
Yeah, I'm rocking hella chains, I bought eleven watches
I invested into stock, might drive it off the lot
She leakin' like a faucet, know I'm diggin' in her box
I flew her back to Bali, she quickly in and out
I clean her like a mop, cup leanin' on the rocks
Young Kilo Ali, I'll put it in her mouth

Say my name
It's a figure-four, I beat it out the frame
Young Gunna Wunna knee-deep in the game
Pull up with some bodies, six deep in the Range (deep in the Range)
I just realized niggas fake as they chain (fake as they chain)
You ever get some money, niggas know you'll change
I flew to Honolulu with a couple of babes
There go my producers, that's Turbo and Wave (Turbo and Wave, yeah)

I done really made a lot (yeah), I don't ever talk to cops (yeah)
I was trappin' on the block (woah), I was really having knots (yeah)
Yeah, nigga having birdies, you can come and see the flock (yeah)
I remember nigga really started trappin' out the lot (woo)
I was serving that illegal, I ain't workin' on the clock (go)
Got the money comin' in and I just pray it never stop
I ain't running from an opp, paint him red like fox (like fox)
Now I'm at the front door, posted like a box (yeah)

I don't go to sleep without a blunt on the dresser (cash)
I could do the foreign or I might just do the Tesla (woah)
And you know I'm drippin' Bottega Veneta (Bottega)
Got a maid at the crib, you can see I'm livin' better (yeah)
You are not a gangster, better play another sport (sport)
I just blew trial like a Crip in court
Like a mob boss, you can see me drippin' in velour (velour)
I'm a real nigga, you can see it in the core (yeah, yeah)

Yeah, wake up, go get it, all I know is slatt business
I came from the trenches, I made it to the riches
We took a lot of risks, now I'm swimmin' with the fishes
Hand touched a lot of dollars, I done count a whole million (yeah)
Poppin' my collar, I can bring back pimpin' (collar)
Keep two Styrofoam, I'm codeine sippin' (codeine)
I done ran from the bottom, I still ain't finished (still ain't finished)



Credits
Writer(s): Sergio Kitchens, Wesley Tyler Glass, Tafa Peters
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