Lyrics

[E-Fav] Ha, ha, ha Yea Still, still Yo It's like Yo Still dangerous Still there for my niggas in a crunch This long road through life paved with the bodies of many men Still leaving when I'm broke in my head I'm in a Benz Still an optimist Still cooking these raps, whipping my wrist Still fuck with Tribe but rolling through the east side just to give me some of them, vibes Still inhaling, jetsetting, and exhaling Still getting back to the roots Still getting up off the couch and seeking truth Who would've knew, royalties and fees Niggas still better hit Soundclick if you want shit for free I'm in the zone Still can't think without my headphones on Still it was written Still folding rappers up 'til they kidneys touch they appendix Still the sound of submission when lungs deflate Still a part of my heathen, kush breathing Pen still mightier than the sword Still strangle dragons with a microphone cord Rhymes still E.T. mode Rappers hear 'em and they still phone home Niggas still say I look like KRS When it comes to this booth, niggas still get checked With no Nikes CSF still nice Still a million miles from the ground with the bounce unlimited Still the force is strong with this one Still knuckling up Still rolling nugs Still not giving a fuck Still about more than making a buck Still get yours with the extra cheese deluxe Still for the ones with the pavement running amok Still write rhymes and get stuck Still hit the stage and light that bitch up like lightning struck Still not comfortable in the crowd Those we lost, I know they still shining down Still smiling and proud My morals never change, no fuck shit allowed Still recognizing, in need hit that lifeline Soft niggas handshake still flakier than filet o' cod Who still giving these niggas jobs Still don't fuck with one time Still driving down the freeway Still got the skills that make you hit replay Still see bullshit coming from a mile away Still learn lessons Still make mistakes And still made Cabernet from them stomped out grapes Still, nigga [Outro]