Still Comin’

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Take a seat, that nigga D is at your service I never get nervous unless I'm wondering where the herb is I don't sell but I purchase, I try to find the finest Nowadays the weed will have you way behind the minus I'm not really highly paid but they say I'm best rated Still wreck the show even though I get faded Have I made it? Naw, but the game is not final Devin still comin wit his thang up in ya spinal I know niggas gon talk and the bitches gon gossip But I keep rockin til a nigga make a profit They can't stop it with the rumors 'cause the Dude make albums If you don't cut the check suck a dick you can't have 'em You gotta get yours, they gon get theirs Get some money in your hands just in case the plan fails 'Cause once you in you in, you can't bail, you know what Gotta get what you can get and make it swell and blow up Like that [Verse 2] I write a verse, do a song, sing a ringtone Anything to keep you on my dingaling bone D is in the house and I don't think that D is leaving 'Cause he's over in the corner marijuana Swisher Sweetin' And he's feeding hoes dick, like he does everyday The peach fuzz on his nuts now long in the gray Say what you wanna say you're only old as you feel B-boy took my soul and I can still windmill And I can still send chills through yo' body I take it out and then wipe it off and I'm outie Then I'm back again, the motor hot still hummin' 20 years and runnin yeah the nigga still comin Like that