Still

Lyrics

[Verse] Uh, still in the booth, still spillin' the truth Still a recluse, niggas still stealin' the juice And still on the heel of my boots It's like they still standin' still, I still handle steel Still don't plan to chill until I land some mills Still scramblin', got niggas that's still off deal in Campbellton I'm still rumblin', y'all still ramblin' Niggas still cappin', I'm still still on a nigga for yappin' He still asleep, wake up and don't remember what happen They still harpin' on my skills and I'm still sharpenin' my steel 'Cause it's still part of me that feels that niggas still snoozin' I'm still oozin' with potential, still a nuisance with the pencil, that'll abuse a instrumental Still don't think shit is coincidental It's all 'bout design on a linear line from the beginnin' of time and we still intertwined Still feelin' divine, still have yet to enter my prime Still ill, still illegitimate, still commitin' crimes Still, I'm better than ninety-nine percent of these niggas And ninety-nine percent of my rhymes in a battle still uphill when I climb Still remember re-in' up with halves and dealin' them dimes Sevens and Os, still steppin' on toes, shit never gets old Still hit the corner store with my weapon exposed Still remember nights I slept in the cold, hah Still remember all the labels that rejected me Business is business, but it's still, "Fuck you," respectfully Old hoes that still check for me I'm still a no-show if it's no check for me The game is still sold separately, still let the liquor spill Still got shit in motion when I'm sittin' still They still don't fit the bill, that shit don't hit for real My shit still hit like a bully, still got a semi that switch to a fully Still got that bitch in my hoodie I still bump 'Kast and listen to Goodie I'm proof that the breed still exist I feel remiss if I don't mention that still nobody ill as this I'm still a sponge, soakin' up game, niggas still broken, ashamed Feelin' ill toward me even though I opened a lane So they still pokin' my name, tryna provoke an exchange But they still don't want smoke with the gang Still in a league of my own, they can't coach us the same Still, my focus remains sharp as a steel target in a scope when you aim Still usin' these raps to cope with the pain Shelterin' others and still get left soaked in the rain They still highlight your L's and never notice your gains I guess that's a token of fame Shit ain't adjusted, still can't fucked with This game still tamin' puppets, I still came to bring the ruckus Still put my heart in it, still with the niggas I started with that's still family IDFT still better than any record nominated for Grammy Still ain't trippin', it'll still take some time to understand me