Still Tay

Lyrics

[Intro] Huh, yeah (Okay Jones) [Verse] Y'all some fuckin' goofies, I'll never let a nigga horse me A hundred K in pants, shit, Amiri should endorse me I do what I want, I won't let nobody force me At the game slappin' fives with Josh Jackson, I got floor seats Playin' both sides, hell nah, you in the middle now Dick suckin' opps, you wasn't with us, boy, you with 'em now You was ridin' with 'em in the whip, you in the 'spital now Five years ago, I couldn't imagine how I'm livin' now I was at my mama house, now I got a bigger house Young as hell playin' the game, but I'm in it now It was niggas with more pape' than me, they was shinin' on me I nеver once got jealous, knеw my time was comin' Ex-bitch cheated, kinda knew I was gon' find her fuckin' She was always actin' weird, she was hidin' somethin' Now she want me back, hell nah, bitch, never that Everybody askin' for some money, shit, let me stack Niggas see me lit so the jackboys wanna jack Stop tryna find me or you gon' find where heaven at Goofy-ass nigga, we gon' do him in The O got hot, so we gon' do the 10 Not ashamed, the mistakes I made, I'd do again Bitch actin' like she too good, so I'ma do her friend Now she lookin' sick 'cause her friend turnt Counted up two hundred, now my hands hurt Every motherfucker hatin', they was fans first I don't never rush shit, I gotta plan first You gotta know everybody can't come around Might sound good, but sometimes, you gotta turn it down I'm still goin' through shit, I'm still learnin' now I can't fuck with every bitch, I gotta curve 'em now You just ran it up, how you broke? What, you sell the money? Catch you with a bag, you get caught, would you tell up on me? I'm the face, give it to you, would you sell it for me? Go out of town, bring it back, or go mail it for me? Everybody wanna beef, shit, I'm confused I'm at the point with bad bitches, I can pick and choose Huh, the Patek cool, but I need Richards too Uh, I ain't signed to Drake, but I got different views Run it up, fuck sleep, I don't get to snooze Her pussy wet, it's so tight I had to get the lube She suckin' dick in the Tesla, had to hit the cruise Ran up so much pape' in Diors, don't wanna switch the shoes You think I'm a ho, you got it misconstrued Do not mention me, they gon' be missin' you You was just my mans, now you an opp, oh, you a different dude So when I get niggas picked off, I'm gon' be pickin' you I love tellin' me a freak bitch what them lips'll do Fuck me off the ice is what the wrist'll do My brothers runnin' up blues and they Crippin' too Popped a nigga, but he ain't die, but he crippled too