Still Workin' Lyrics

Slow motion better than no motion

Least that's what the greats say

That's why I'm still workin but my pockets little just like in eighth grade

I hop on these tracks train my thoughts to treat the beat like a safe space

He was talkin trash chrome to the dome now he a brace face

I'm lying I ain't never held a gun not more than twice or once

Even when I did it was in the mountains just for fun

I know y'all listening like damn he's really such a square

Look me dead in the eye and ask yourself does he fuckin care

The answer's no

Always has been since the age of twenty-five

I ain't got a lot to my name but at least I'm still alive

Cause some people have it all so blessed and still wanna die

To my friends there will come a day I no longer need that ride

Like Cela Ella the chariot's bout to be a Beamer baby

You'll be shotgun if you see me more than just a dreamer baby

Peace, love, wings, and weed seems to be all I'm needing lately

And to bring this vision to life even though it seems so crazy

Can't give up

No not now

Came too far

Keep my head up

Despite all the flaws