Still Here
I'm still
I'm still, I'm still
I'm still here
I'm still here
I'm still near all of the greatest
All the haters said I would be no good
I'm still
Drivin' doubters crazy, shout out Boston on the daily
Baby, I'm still reppin' my hood
I'm still here
I'm still near all of the greatest
All the haters said I would be no good
I'm still
Swangin', makin' hits, layin' singles, stayin' rich
Baby, I'm still slangin' that wood
I'm still
Gettin' better wit time like a fine wine
Back then hoes didn't want him, now they all seem to find time
Used to have mans and plans, somehow they cancelled now
Whisperin' like, "Nah, girl, he cute! He kinda handsome now!"
I'm just flexin' for all my exes, livin' reckless
Told my old girl Mercedes to keep the Lexus
Told Alexis I moved to Texas, told Pearl to keep the necklace
Told Alicia I'm movin' down to the Keys, boy, my checklist
Full of boxes checked off with all these X's they said I'd never check
The underdog that's still tryna prove he's the better bet
Still droppin' bangers wit classic lines they ain't never said
Still keep my hood on my back like Bill Belichick
Master of my craft, man, I knew this shit was hard
But I'm just seekin' a happy ending
(Don't do that, Chris)
Still the greatest unknown rapper that's doin' it
Still pullin' bitches off of this music shit, here's my newest shit
I'm still here
I'm still near all of the greatest
All the haters said I would be no good
I'm still
Drivin' doubters crazy, shout out Boston on the daily
Baby, I'm still reppin' my hood
I'm still here
I'm still near all of the greatest
All the haters said I would be no good
I'm still
Swangin', makin' hits, layin' singles, stayin' rich
Baby, I'm still slangin' that wood
I'm still, I'm still here
I'm still, I'm still here
I'm still, I'm still here
I'm still
Unappreciated and underrated
Hit after hit, Bryce Harper, these fools still love to hate him
Still walk around cocky, struttin' like nothin' phase 'em
My last album was crazy, this shit is fuckin' mayhem
Crooked nose and an underbite
Still arrogantly extravagant, haters wonder like
"How he run through these thots like white socks?"
I say, "I'm smooth as R Kelly at a Chuck E Cheese", petty
Ready for the accolades and confetti, just need my title shot
Could outwrite Drake's ghostwriters even with writer's block
In this Battle of Bastards, I'm Jon Snow
Puttin' false kings in caskets, better watch the throne, boy
Still here like that Brady GOAT
Still gettin' paid off my latest quote, shit is crazy
I'm still throwin' money, blow a hunnid grand just to make it back
Swimmin' in women, doin' naked laps
I'm still here
I'm still near all of the greatest
All the haters said I would be no good
I'm still
Drivin' doubters crazy, shout out Boston on the daily
Baby, I'm still reppin' my hood
I'm still here
I'm still near all of the greatest
All the haters said I would be no good
I'm still
Swangin', makin' hits, layin' singles, stayin' rich
Baby, I'm still slangin' that wood
I'm still, I'm still here
I'm still, I'm still here
I'm still, I'm still here
I'm still here
I'm still near all of the greatest
All the haters said I would be no good
I'm still
Drivin' doubters crazy, shout out Boston on the daily
Baby, I'm still reppin' my hood
I'm still here
I'm still near all of the greatest
All the haters said I would be no good
I'm still
Swangin', makin' hits, layin' singles, stayin' rich
Baby, I'm still slangin' that wood
I'm still
I'm still, I'm still
I'm still here
I'm still here
I'm still near all of the greatest
All the haters said I would be no good
I'm still
Drivin' doubters crazy, shout out Boston on the daily
Baby, I'm still reppin' my hood
I'm still here
I'm still near all of the greatest
All the haters said I would be no good
I'm still
Swangin', makin' hits, layin' singles, stayin' rich
Baby, I'm still slangin' that wood
I'm still
Gettin' better wit time like a fine wine
Back then hoes didn't want him, now they all seem to find time
Used to have mans and plans, somehow they cancelled now
Whisperin' like, "Nah, girl, he cute! He kinda handsome now!"
I'm just flexin' for all my exes, livin' reckless
Told my old girl Mercedes to keep the Lexus
Told Alexis I moved to Texas, told Pearl to keep the necklace
Told Alicia I'm movin' down to the Keys, boy, my checklist
Full of boxes checked off with all these X's they said I'd never check
The underdog that's still tryna prove he's the better bet
Still droppin' bangers wit classic lines they ain't never said
Still keep my hood on my back like Bill Belichick
Master of my craft, man, I knew this shit was hard
But I'm just seekin' a happy ending
(Don't do that, Chris)
Still the greatest unknown rapper that's doin' it
Still pullin' bitches off of this music shit, here's my newest shit
I'm still here
I'm still near all of the greatest
All the haters said I would be no good
I'm still
Drivin' doubters crazy, shout out Boston on the daily
Baby, I'm still reppin' my hood
I'm still here
I'm still near all of the greatest
All the haters said I would be no good
I'm still
Swangin', makin' hits, layin' singles, stayin' rich
Baby, I'm still slangin' that wood
I'm still, I'm still here
I'm still, I'm still here
I'm still, I'm still here
I'm still
Unappreciated and underrated
Hit after hit, Bryce Harper, these fools still love to hate him
Still walk around cocky, struttin' like nothin' phase 'em
My last album was crazy, this shit is fuckin' mayhem
Crooked nose and an underbite
Still arrogantly extravagant, haters wonder like
"How he run through these thots like white socks?"
I say, "I'm smooth as R Kelly at a Chuck E Cheese", petty
Ready for the accolades and confetti, just need my title shot
Could outwrite Drake's ghostwriters even with writer's block
In this Battle of Bastards, I'm Jon Snow
Puttin' false kings in caskets, better watch the throne, boy
Still here like that Brady GOAT
Still gettin' paid off my latest quote, shit is crazy
I'm still throwin' money, blow a hunnid grand just to make it back
Swimmin' in women, doin' naked laps
I'm still here
I'm still near all of the greatest
All the haters said I would be no good
I'm still
Drivin' doubters crazy, shout out Boston on the daily
Baby, I'm still reppin' my hood
I'm still here
I'm still near all of the greatest
All the haters said I would be no good
I'm still
Swangin', makin' hits, layin' singles, stayin' rich
Baby, I'm still slangin' that wood
I'm still, I'm still here
I'm still, I'm still here
I'm still, I'm still here
I'm still here
I'm still near all of the greatest
All the haters said I would be no good
I'm still
Drivin' doubters crazy, shout out Boston on the daily
Baby, I'm still reppin' my hood
I'm still here
I'm still near all of the greatest
All the haters said I would be no good
I'm still
Swangin', makin' hits, layin' singles, stayin' rich
Baby, I'm still slangin' that wood
I'm still
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Writer(s): Chris Carey
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