I'm Still Here
Started from the bottom and I'm still here
Taking off, ain't looking back, ain't no rearview mirror
All I see is money, yeah my vision clear
I don't see you dummies, nah you can't put fear, in me
Yeah, gas all in me, yeah I ball for free, yeen as tall as me
Hoe keep calling me, like why is you tryna bother me
Gon head unfollow me, bet I'm still that leader
Want her you can keep her, hell nah I don't need her
So much on my plate, (Go) turned her to a eater
Jit don't wanna test his fate, I wouldn't try me neither
Jealousy a female trait, niggas act like divas
Swear these niggas fake, that boy cousin skeeter
Everyday I pray, yeah I'm a believer
Yeah I believe in me, the money is what she see in me
We gettin money like TMT
I'm the seventh letter, I gotta keep it G
Yeah I'm who I need to be, Nah, I don't need a key
This that push start, nah, I ain't book smart, yeah I'm street smart
Goin dumb, retard, light this blunt and recharge
One day I'ma be large
Yeah Lets go, pedal to the metal, I see 12 Im'a peal
Wrap my heart with metal, nah I don't wanna feel
On a whole new level, I'm in the game for real
Hell nah we won't wrestle, you gon' feel this steal, yeah
Too fucked up to even be behind the wheel
I don't influence, these just facts
Allergic to fake, no contact
Walking around like guess who's back
Goin ludacris like jit get back
Being me til a heart attack
Can't trust myself, my heart is black
Nowadays I'm getting hard to track
Yeah I done been to Mars and back
My life a movie, and I'm the only star in that
I'm getting groovy, like who brought Austin Powers back
Devil tryna dance with a nigga, nah, I can't be deceived
Choppa hold a couple rounds nicknamed it Creed
Lighting up this tree, everyday feel like Christmas Eve
Hopped in the streets and almost drowned, yeah
It took control of me, took a toll on me
Yeah they got patrol on me
Yeah, thought bruh was solid, But that nigga had toll on me
Nah, ain't no foldin me, Focused on this profit
Won't let it take my soul from me, I gotta keep a pole on me
Cause I got a few rolls on me, yeah stacking this bread
I gotta keep a loaf on me, Get to this paper globally
Yeah, like totally, nah, ain't no hopefully
Hell yeah I got hope for me
Taking off, ain't looking back, ain't no rearview mirror
All I see is money, yeah my vision clear
I don't see you dummies, nah you can't put fear, in me
Yeah, gas all in me, yeah I ball for free, yeen as tall as me
Hoe keep calling me, like why is you tryna bother me
Gon head unfollow me, bet I'm still that leader
Want her you can keep her, hell nah I don't need her
So much on my plate, (Go) turned her to a eater
Jit don't wanna test his fate, I wouldn't try me neither
Jealousy a female trait, niggas act like divas
Swear these niggas fake, that boy cousin skeeter
Everyday I pray, yeah I'm a believer
Yeah I believe in me, the money is what she see in me
We gettin money like TMT
I'm the seventh letter, I gotta keep it G
Yeah I'm who I need to be, Nah, I don't need a key
This that push start, nah, I ain't book smart, yeah I'm street smart
Goin dumb, retard, light this blunt and recharge
One day I'ma be large
Yeah Lets go, pedal to the metal, I see 12 Im'a peal
Wrap my heart with metal, nah I don't wanna feel
On a whole new level, I'm in the game for real
Hell nah we won't wrestle, you gon' feel this steal, yeah
Too fucked up to even be behind the wheel
I don't influence, these just facts
Allergic to fake, no contact
Walking around like guess who's back
Goin ludacris like jit get back
Being me til a heart attack
Can't trust myself, my heart is black
Nowadays I'm getting hard to track
Yeah I done been to Mars and back
My life a movie, and I'm the only star in that
I'm getting groovy, like who brought Austin Powers back
Devil tryna dance with a nigga, nah, I can't be deceived
Choppa hold a couple rounds nicknamed it Creed
Lighting up this tree, everyday feel like Christmas Eve
Hopped in the streets and almost drowned, yeah
It took control of me, took a toll on me
Yeah they got patrol on me
Yeah, thought bruh was solid, But that nigga had toll on me
Nah, ain't no foldin me, Focused on this profit
Won't let it take my soul from me, I gotta keep a pole on me
Cause I got a few rolls on me, yeah stacking this bread
I gotta keep a loaf on me, Get to this paper globally
Yeah, like totally, nah, ain't no hopefully
Hell yeah I got hope for me
Credits
Writer(s): Pedro Cartwright
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