Still Drill
They're watching us take off
We do this shit on our take ones
Go ask my bro
He's on the tune
And now they wanna come make one huh
They're watching us take off
We do this shit on our take ones
Go ask my bro
He's on the tune
And now they wanna come make one
What ya know about dark nights on road
Can't feel my toes cause it's way too cold
I be tryna make moves, tryna get this dough
Cause there ain't no food in this broken home
I'm finna get this loot and go
Back to the booth, yeh I'm soon to blow
I'm on some new shit, they're way too old
Just watch when I do this, they gonna fold
What ya know about broken homes
What ya know about broken bones
What ya know about been on ya toes
Every time blue lights try raiding ya phone
They're talking shit, I don't hear no one
Acting tough, I don't see no one
Had that touch, I don't feel no one
Now watch how I move now I'm a someone
Like hold up, stop
I'm just tryna get this gwop
I'm just tryna pattern these bands for my bruddas
So they ain't gotta sell no food on the block
I'm gonna pop soon, I got a lot due, think that I'm shot through, trust me I'm not
Anything possible, I'm rock through, do what I go to get to the top
I don't come with a million hits
Man I don't come with the Z's and the bits
Man I don't run up in ya house go bang
But I got real boys that are on that shit so
Who's this
And who's that
Am I a nice man
Am I talking
I'm that man like any other man that'll switch any point if we're on about waring
And some say that I'm crazy (Yeah you are man)
Well shit, maybe I am
But I could never put my hands on my lady
Cause I seen all that shit with my Mam
Dunno how anybody ever discrediting me
When they ain't seen nuttin like man
You ain't ever been out hunting for scran
I had to rob and bag up them grams, shit
They're not ready
We do this shit on our take ones
Go ask my bro
He's on the tune
And now they wanna come make one huh
They're watching us take off
We do this shit on our take ones
Go ask my bro
He's on the tune
And now they wanna come make one
What ya know about dark nights on road
Can't feel my toes cause it's way too cold
I be tryna make moves, tryna get this dough
Cause there ain't no food in this broken home
I'm finna get this loot and go
Back to the booth, yeh I'm soon to blow
I'm on some new shit, they're way too old
Just watch when I do this, they gonna fold
What ya know about broken homes
What ya know about broken bones
What ya know about been on ya toes
Every time blue lights try raiding ya phone
They're talking shit, I don't hear no one
Acting tough, I don't see no one
Had that touch, I don't feel no one
Now watch how I move now I'm a someone
Like hold up, stop
I'm just tryna get this gwop
I'm just tryna pattern these bands for my bruddas
So they ain't gotta sell no food on the block
I'm gonna pop soon, I got a lot due, think that I'm shot through, trust me I'm not
Anything possible, I'm rock through, do what I go to get to the top
I don't come with a million hits
Man I don't come with the Z's and the bits
Man I don't run up in ya house go bang
But I got real boys that are on that shit so
Who's this
And who's that
Am I a nice man
Am I talking
I'm that man like any other man that'll switch any point if we're on about waring
And some say that I'm crazy (Yeah you are man)
Well shit, maybe I am
But I could never put my hands on my lady
Cause I seen all that shit with my Mam
Dunno how anybody ever discrediting me
When they ain't seen nuttin like man
You ain't ever been out hunting for scran
I had to rob and bag up them grams, shit
They're not ready
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Writer(s): Billyboy Fitch
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