We Still Tha Committee Lyrics

Without a destination, really

I'm an ever-spinning top

Whirling around

Till I drop

Oh, but what am I to do

My mind is in a whirlpool

Give me a little hope

One small thing to cling to

Yeah

Los money

Big check

And that's the label

But the family

Yooooo

Hey

It's we the committed

No matter the city

You know how to get it

Then we fuckin' with it

Hands on with the business

Dow Jones with the digits

Dial tone if it ain't about riches

Safe to say they did it

These niggas done brought out the menace

First it was all about business

Okay, so fuck it

I'm all in my feelings

Let's talk about spending

A pretty lil' penny on linens

I think I'm lusting for luxury

Bad, bougie bitches fuckin' me

Head on the table

She say, move the cutlery

All in her navel

I'm pushing a Sega

While pushing the neighbors

And smoking on flavors

Making plays in a skyscraper

Cause I'm still hood like the mayor

Check out the flavors

All these layers of drip

Feel like the man of the year

No, they can't stand me for real

They diamonds came in the mail

And you can tell

Fuck it o well

My soul ain't for sell

On my Libra scale

I done weighed up some bales

Know what it's like

Just to make it to fail

Trying to make M's

Taking them L's

Thought I got robbed

How I stay myself

Even old and retired

I won't pay for no help

And I thank God

No more cases in jail

Free all my niggas

Probation as well

I swear the vision is clearer

I look in the mirror

And on my face

I can see wealth

Im making it happen

Rapping or trapping

I'm safe on the road

Like a seatbelt

I'm an ever rolling key

Without a destination B

I'm an ever spinning car

Whirling around

Let's talk about getting it

And stacking it up to the ceilings

Save the Fetty

And fuck all the feelings

We was ready

When no one was willing

I'm trying to be more

Than just Po to

My children

I'm pushing the P

To get more for my children

Planting seeds

Hope they grow with

My children

Like how to get closer to God

Cause if I die

These hoes ain't gonna notice

My children

They making it rain

Niggas thinking

We rapping for fame

They don't know

This my way to keep sane

And they keep me

From doing this shit

On my brain

Like fill up the tank

Break in the bank

Make my escape in a plane

And leave behind

Nothing but traces of change

And if I get caught

No apologies

Tell them fuck it

We coming from poverty

Didn't play mother may

See we had to just take

And ask for the forgiveness

Like father please

And I know this word

Got a lot of me's

Determine young men

With a lot of needs

But I got some mouths

That it gotta feed

So I'm at the pot

Like I gotta pee

Can't hang around

We ain't apostrophes

You want a lot of cheese

I want the lottery

We only there

Cause we gotta be

They glorify the streets

Nigga we tryna leave

And I know that

There ain't no stopping me

Like the stars

Shining down

That keep watching me

All this darkness

Surrounding ain't blocking me

So I'm shining far

As yo eye can see

Remember me

And we the committee

No matter the city

You kno how to get it

Then we fucking with it

Hands on with the business

Dial Jones with the digits

Dial tone

If it ain't about riches

Safe to say they did it

These niggas done brought

Out the menace

First it was all about business

Okay so fuck it

I'm all in my feelings

Cause I'm an ever-roaming

Without a destination, real

I'm an ever-spinning car

Whirling around

Dial tone