Still Going Lyrics

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The game don't stop just because I was in the pen

Shit, I just got out and did it again

Went against the grain, mixing business with pleasure

A nigga don't think straight, in desperate measures

This time around, I'ma get it together

Been through the storm and all the seasons of the weather

Do a background, check if I get my emotions involved

I took a lot of falls in my life, so I'm bound to come up

Learn from my mistakes, I done stepped the game up

Gripping wood grain before I jump in the whip

Cartier frames for every day of the week

Fitted from my taper to my Timbs

I'm back, what you thought I got life

Told you I was gon' do it again

It's my turn to wine and dine, grind and shine

Yeah, I'm down for mine

It's my turn to whine and dine, grind and shine

Yeah, I'm down for mine

It's my turn to whine and dine, grind and shine

Yeah, I'm down for mine

It's my turn to whine and dine, grind and shine

Yeah, I'm down for mine

You see me, whining and dining

Jackin this macking, reclining

Drinking on grey goose n un whining

Trying to get in your head and blind you

Baby I'm in it to win it

Ain't no faking or pretending

From the way I dress, can't you tell

I'm a paid nigga, straight-out my mama's whom

Made nigga, born to raise a go-getter

I can see it in your eyes, you adding up my fit

Shoes and shit, ain't that a bitch

Can't forget the chain or the diamonds in my grill

Cause it's getting it shined on

Must be saving it for last, cause it's worth the most

You know what they say, keep your enemies close

Male or female, they all out for the dough

While my mind's set on ways to get more

Heaven's plotting to getting me for what I got

That's why I don't trust none of them

Keep a third eye on em

Why you think I never came to your pad

In this new millennium a lot of good girl's turned bad

When I come around, I keep a goon on the roof

Looking through the scope, aiming for your heart

Anything out of the ordinary go down

its your life, you done lost

Don't bring none, won't beat none

Break the husk, it's hot slugs

Don't get mad, breezy, then step the game up

Pulling up in big trucks, counting big bucks

I did it intentionally

But should've known it was gonna happen eventually

Don't get mad, Reezy, step the game up

Pulling up in big trucks, counting big bucks

I did it intentionally

But should've known it was gonna happen eventually

See, I stay on the grind in high pursuit for mine

Long as the sun shine, I'ma always blind

Plotting before I move

So I don't get caught up by the jackas

It's a dirty game in these streets

We damn near the murder capital

In the world, over all the states

Robbing, killing, and stealing

Up on they mamas, she refuse to give up the loot

Pick up the mic, ho, showing me love

She like how I do it, cuz