Still Holding Lyrics

I don't waste my time pullin' up if I ain't gettin' paid

I got that shh in my pocket, might just whip it out right on the stage

I got a blick and I got a stick, which one do you want? I point' at your face

They call me Lil Trey and I got a K, that chopper gon' do whatever I say

Demon time, yeah, I'm on demon time yeah

They can't see me, bitch, this 5%, can't waste no time, my time is spent

So fuck it, I might just die again, fuck it, I'm livin' a lie again

So baby, you wanna be mine again, you lyin', you lyin

I been in my zone, I been tryna live okay

I been tryna feel okay, I don't even feel okay

Like, damn, I feel alone, man, I just need a break

They wanna see me contemplate, but lately I been gettin' paid

I'm a chop and screw that pussy, bae, I wanna see it get gushy bae

That's that fat mama, that cookie thang, that fuck these hoes, I want you, bae

That school head, that college brain, I want it all, I'm goin' insane

Can't fuck with these niggas, these niggas be lame, I'm poppin' my shit and I leave with a bang, bang

All this shit I been through, man, I'm so scarred

I done fucked around and made me a daughter

You don't know what it mean, I swear, I done got stronger

Stronger, stronger, Stronger

I'm in the bricks, Im with the shits, nigga like me can't go no way

And I'm that boy that can't stand me, can't do nothin' but hate

And she's a devil, I can see the jealousy in her face

I cannot believe it, these bitches be scheming,

Ayy, I'm back in the building, I'm steppin' in Prada

Real nigga salute, shout out to my moma

I'm gettin' that bread, I'm countin' up, Comma's

Im fucking on bitches, I call her Madonna

My choppa gon' get'em, my blicky gon' got'Em

I'm livin' in Houston, I'm stuck in Nevada

And it don't make sense if it ain't bout a Dollar

And I'm Nonchalant, I don't wanna holla

Like, tell me what you really want

I just want a Honeybun, I just want a Honeybun

And stack a ton, like, like legadon (Legos)

We Comin' down and they runnin' Up

She Can't come around if she ain't fuckin Nun

When I be bustin that shit like a Tommy Gun

Get down, shit, You Better Run, Ayy

Stack it up, stack it up, back it up, back it up

Get rich with my brother, my nigga, my Relative

I don't know you, lil' nigga, don't come Around dabbing us

She don't got a ride, she hop on a Megabus

Oh yeah, she wanna fuck with a boss, oh yeah

I'm finna pay for the pussy, oh yeah

I talk my shit, cause I ain't scared

And I pop my shit, I'm just like, I be like yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah,

Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah

Oh, oh, oh, oh,

Oh, yeah, ha, Whoah, yeah

Oh, I don't wanna see you go

Oh, I don't wanna see you go

Yeah, keep All that', let's go

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