Still

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[Verse] Still man are talking bout burners, still I ain't seen any murders Still hearing nothing but typing, tweets and chirpers Still seeing you man are chilling with serpents Still man are shit, still man are not a murkers Barring with bars and still ain't got purpose Cause' I ain't looking man think I can't hear them Still cut pagans voice for the murmurs Still not engaging with them mans insta's Still we ain't taking pictures Gyal are upset cah' they heard I'm still with the missus Baby on route, still ruining figures Still ain't got time for these fucking uh-um Still not one of these man pull triggers Still cool with Jaykae, [?] and Skinners But nah cuz' man don't chat to Grim Sickers I'm definitely still not cool with them lot Or anything Lord Of The Mics for that mattеr I can show man why but it doesn't really matter Cah' thеre's nothing you can say to resolve that matter I'm still doing grime, still being cool rapper Still a cool guy, still you can get clap up Still an Xbox gamer and I still got a tray full of corn if you want this platter Still nobody's bust me, nobody's touched me Still on top of my top boy fuckery Still telling MC's "Come out and buck me" Still man are lying and they're telling man "Trust me" When they drop they get spiteful and ugly When I drop still seeing no one above me No one ever clocked Took a radio break for the last few years and I'm still not rusty 125k, no expense and still man are tryna tell me grimes dead If it is why mention it? Why you upset? Still nobody's told me the answers yet Still killing it, still don't need your respect Still booked up, still turning over events Win again, still the best, still cruise when I test Still your dargs ain't sick enough to see this vet Still saying P don't level with the rest And it's obvious you still ain't got a brain in your head It could be my last penny, I'm still taking bets Don't care what the podcast said, they're all [?] Can't lie I ain't spoken to Jesus for time But I'm definitely calm, definitely still blessed Still my man thinks that I write about him Sounds like certain man are definitely still vexed I still don't care, still showing man exits Any sit-down can still go left quick Still getting DM'd "How can we dead this?" Whacked up a few man and they still begged it Mans calmed down but you can still get hit Dun' nobody think man can't still get shit Age 17, way taller than mumsy She couldn't see what I hit behind the Nesquick This country's still fucked, nearly left it Man want workers and still chose Brexit Someone had Covid in a lab, knew what it could do And a man still kept it Grime is still got weird ass friendships Seen man clash over girls they slept with Man knew it was your girl, still text it Swear down that's who you man are still friends with This scene's still got pagans preaching I'm waking up anyone that's still sleeping Run up in raves, studios and meetings We don't care who's in there, still reach him Sit man down like first class greetings Told man shush like mans still speaking Don't know who they are or why they still tweeting Give me postcodes and I'll come in the evening [Outro x2] Still, tell them man I'm on fuckery still Big reloads, I get mad ones still [?] them, it was a mad one still Fun and games til' I hit man with steel Bought my jewels but I jack man still Not Jack and Jill, it's Jack and Steel Rob man and I come back with steel