Still Runnin' Lyrics

I'm miles ahead of the comp, and I'm still runnin

Unnoticed hit after hit, and I'm still sluggin

She tweetin' that "hot girl summer" She still buggin' my phone

Anytime she feel alone or she need somethin'

I've been on that goofy, go and try to find a wife shit

Realized that, that won't pay my bills and then the light flipped

Barely 21, Ain't got too much nice shit

But I'm a rising star, so I can't be on no night shift

I got better shit to do, I got bigger things to prove

Gotta step on demons that are tryna bring me down to you

Fake love surroundin' you, used to know how that feel

I know they mad that them wounds in my back healed

Used to kick me when I was down, now they won't step to me

Wasn't with me while I was cookin', they want the recipe

One day he'll show my contact to his friends flexin' me

Knowin' that, if he hit me up, I'd ask who textin' me

Pass all his ego, I know he be resentin' me

If he had that power, then I know that he would send for me

He lucky that he ain't even worth the fuckin sin to me

Now I got some niggas that I know would take the lead from me

And if them circumstances ever changed

They all know I do the same.. Loyalty remain where the truth never change

Patty melt with the shake after late night

So much on my plate that I still gotta get right

Tryna be great, And I'm learnin' how to take flight

And if you make it first, I be glad you got the limelight

Worst comes to worst, just know that I got you

Coach you to your feet, you know, just like my pops do

Waitin' for the day we don't care how the opps move

Why they always tryna act like things be all smooth

Razor bumps on your skin, but you still cut deep

Your fall from the top, yeah, that shit just been dump steep

I'ma keep on goin' till y'all done sleepin' And it's comin' real soon, yeah, I got a feelin

That ignore me shit is deaded, if not, you might regret it

Karma comin' full circle, and I know I'll get my credit

Nothin's been the same, man, that's just where my head is

"Nothin' Was the Same", I got "Tuscan Leather" scented

It "Started From the Bottom", we was drunk together wrestlin

I may "Own It" time to time, but no possessin' Even though our connection ain't somethin

to be questioned

"The Language" I speak to you, it don't come with no confessions