Still Down

Young nigga keep the stove lit shit we whip a lot better stack ya brack money up bitch We whip the pot. Mama say don't like drugs and ion blame her though, but when it Comes to this paper though mama know a nigga still down
Kicking doors in we keep the flow in, flow meaning money the money gon bring the hoes In. The hoes bring they friends and a year later they get pimped out
It's a sad cycle but I'm telling you what this shit bout
Ok ok so peep game I was raised by my mama and them churched ways but I grew up With them niggas who tot thangs that bang separate sticks from brains make you lose Your fucking mind for late shipment on they cocaine
Don't play with them Don't fuck up they play Peace be still a piece of Steel could prolly Fuck up your day
My homie straight from the A A-ok but he bang with a C but I could never switch bitch I Bang with a fucking capital B
My capital spelled with a capital K my homies X out they C but I got family from cali and Ion color bang so that beef shit is silly to me
And money make the world go round
So Young nigga keep the stove lit shit we whip a lot better stack ya brack money up bitch We whip the pot. Mama say don't like drugs and ion blame her though, but when it Comes to this paper though mama know a nigga still down
Still down still down still down still down I'm dirty
Still down still down still down still down still down I'm dirty
Still down still down still down still down I'm dirty
Still down still down still down still down Mama know a nigga still down



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Writer(s): Joel Block ||
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