Still
I'm still trappin,
I'm still stackin
I'm still active
I ain't lackin
Got no answers
For what happened
Got no answer
For what happened
I'm still trappin
I'm still stackin
I'm still active
I ain't lackin
Got no answers
For what happened
Got no answer
For what happened
It ain't no lights
It ain't no cameras
Still it's action
On the come up,
I was tryna make it happen
The whole fam,
was tryna make it like the Jacksons
The block is hot
My heart was cold like in Alaskans
When it's wartime
We all grind, then we all shine
I caught a couple plays
they probably never saw mine
We scoring on the road
And feeling like it's tour time
I got that type of work to Rearranges his jawline
I'm back on that shit again
Really tryna get it in
Cuz got them bows in
From Florida and Michigan
We ain't into tires
But we serving them like Michelin
Feds couldn't find them
Had to leave it to the fishermen
My youngins,they don't care at all
They be tryna tear the walls
Once they spot an op
They spray the whole room like aerosol
They wanna know if a nigga still will
I get ill for that dollar dollar bill
I'm still trappin,
I'm still stackin
I'm still active
I ain't lackin
Got no answers
For what happened
Got no answer
For what happened
I'm still trappin
I'm still stackin
I'm still active
I ain't lackin
Got no answers
For what happened
Got no answer
For what happened
I'm still stackin
I'm still active
I ain't lackin
Got no answers
For what happened
Got no answer
For what happened
I'm still trappin
I'm still stackin
I'm still active
I ain't lackin
Got no answers
For what happened
Got no answer
For what happened
It ain't no lights
It ain't no cameras
Still it's action
On the come up,
I was tryna make it happen
The whole fam,
was tryna make it like the Jacksons
The block is hot
My heart was cold like in Alaskans
When it's wartime
We all grind, then we all shine
I caught a couple plays
they probably never saw mine
We scoring on the road
And feeling like it's tour time
I got that type of work to Rearranges his jawline
I'm back on that shit again
Really tryna get it in
Cuz got them bows in
From Florida and Michigan
We ain't into tires
But we serving them like Michelin
Feds couldn't find them
Had to leave it to the fishermen
My youngins,they don't care at all
They be tryna tear the walls
Once they spot an op
They spray the whole room like aerosol
They wanna know if a nigga still will
I get ill for that dollar dollar bill
I'm still trappin,
I'm still stackin
I'm still active
I ain't lackin
Got no answers
For what happened
Got no answer
For what happened
I'm still trappin
I'm still stackin
I'm still active
I ain't lackin
Got no answers
For what happened
Got no answer
For what happened
Credits
Writer(s): Paul Samuels
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