Still One Of...

Yeah, I'm still one of the greatest, I'm still one of the greatest
I've never been one of the main, nah, yeah
I'm still one of the greatest, every day I stunt on them haters
Niggas so upset, uh, yeah

I'm one of the greatest, I'm one of the greatest now
Yeah, y'all, let's go, let's go, yeah
Dumbest shit ever created, still thumbing through, yeah
I'm still one of the greatest, I'm still one of the greatest

Fuck around, get your grill stuck on the pavement, yeah
In this era, you kill something, you made it
Dumbest shit ever created, still thumbing through paper, yeah
Niggas wanna be on that silly shit, see you later, yeah

I might hop me a flight to Vegas and drive to LA to go see the Lakers
At the YouTube Center, Bitcoin Arena, or Staples, whatever
The irony, how I'm teaching you niggas, that mean I'm a staple wherever
Well, I can get you niggas clipped, it won't take me no effort

Or I can put you in a ditch, it don't make me no never
Mind, crafted with the finesse of a leveling line
You ain't standing in the rain, you ain't no brother of mine
I may give you niggas passes a couple of times

In practice running suicides, you won't touch them lines
I did, that's why I get buckets like Bron, uh, yeah
In the era where I should be, ten years out of my prime, yeah
Some say I remind them of wine, that's facts, yeah

I'm talking the kind, that's the finest
Niggas claim they want war, but niggas be kind of vagina
I'm everywhere, it's easy to find us
Niggas don't wanna, we ain't dressed in the finest designer

But we worth more than you
We worth more than your mama's finest of china, yeah
I never seen you get off of your block
I never seen you go south of the diner

Yo, yeah, ayo, it's levels to this, shit
You digging the flow, the shovels come with this, yeah
Niggas getting knocked, putting switches on them glocks
When they come dumping shots, they hitting none of them witnesses

Train killer, think you forgot who's shit this is
Painkillers, got them niggas out of they sensesis
More than a movie, dawg, you might wanna film this shit
Niggas sending shots, but you forgot who's gym this is

Bad bitch, body tight like a gymnast is
Narcissist, nah bitch, you not about to flip this shit
Arsonist, set fire to all of your shit, then dip
Boy, I shit all on your Christmas list

You wanna pull a hammer, better make sure you hit, don't miss
I'm automatic from 100 with this, don't trip
I'm from a family full of hunters and winners
Don't wanna end up praying for dinner

Food for thought, do the dishes, then go
And it's just that easy, man
It really is, it's just that easy
Fresh off of Anu too, bro

I might have to tease them with Anu too
Anu too



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Writer(s): Ean Defoor
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