Still Here, Still Strong Lyrics

Niggas talking like they killers all that shit ain't trying to hear it

What go around come around, that shit fucking up my spirit

Josh told me kick the cup, he don't know I been kicked it (Been kicked)

We cant talk about them times we hit they block and kept spinning

And I'm a top tier trophy, you cant put me on no shelf

Yeah I took a couple shots but shot back like I'm Steph

And if you thinking that I'm dying, must be smoking on some meth

It's been revenge on my mind that shit fucking up my health

But its cool, we spin again and spin again until we catch him (Cmon)

Pick your poison, how you want it With the Glock or Smith and Wesson

Trying to leave a family hurting, they gone feel it how mine felt it

I'm gone catch him, cock it back, aim it down, and then stretch him

When I fell I looked down, like why the fuck I'm so bloody

I aint got no time to waste, I got up and start bussing

Chase him down but I'm missing, man fuck, I'm seeing doubles

Going in and out of conscious, trying to stumble, I'm in trouble

Took my time to shake back, now I'm four times stronger

You can run you cant hide, it won't be too much longer

Thanking god for my chance in this life to go farther

Got a gift up on the way, he probably blessed me with a daughter

And I ain't a talking about Drake but guaranteed it's gods plan

These the trials and tribulations from a boy to a man

Like every beat I get on spit hot shit go get a fan

I can't let a nigga take me from my fam, I'll be damned

Nigga we are not cousins, you be scared to bust your gun

Nigga we are not brothers, I'm my momma only son

Nigga you are not a trophy, find your own wave to run

Nigga said he gone slide for me, don't even own a gun (Wtf nigga)

Connections to these niggas getting ripped off

Cause you ain't go for me, I went for you, but you a big dawg?

Know Charles watching from the heavens gates, he probably pissed off

It's cool just understand your little dude still a big boss

That's your first skit I know it, wasn't really wasn't trying to drill shit

I saw the fear up in his eyes man he was scared as shit

Like how the fuck he get hit and bounce up that quick

Free Richard out that jam that murder charge he gone beat it

Covid took Phatz momma, that shit took a toll on us

But it's Lynn world forever on KOP shit fucked up

I was on my death bed while niggas partied, where the fuck the love

Alright bet, now watch me run a hundred million up

It's really kash over people, I ain't trying to hang with y'all

And I'm gone hunt bands forever, I ain't trying to get a job

And I been sober for some months, fuck them drugs I had to stop

And roadmoney not a gang, but bitch we coming like the MOB (Bitch we coming)