Still At It ft. Jones 81 Lyrics

Family

You know it's been a minute my nigga but it's go time

I know you got something special

You've always been a special nigga

You feel me?

I see you're off that front porch now

Forty Eight Twenty Five

The dream still alive

I pray to God I don't have see an early grave

Been thinking bout since it Jon passed at an age

Been on my mind since mind since Rod had to go to them pearly gates

I be mad as hell like why God they deserved to stay

It's a cold world why you think I'm the first to pray

It's the only reason I got through all the worst of pain

Even when I was hurting man, the flow was still godly

Brick wall like Ozzie, pissed off I'm sorry

A lot L's but somehow I'm still open like Arbys

People I called my heartbeat peeled off like Cosby

Never duplicated I'm still hard to copy

Olajuwon in the paint it's real hard to stop me

A eunuch in the game that means you can never top me

I'm heavyweight you feather weight so you can never box me

Y'all all claim to be real but chilling round where the opps be

What's the difference between you and I homie you're not me

I'm here now, babyface got a beard now

See the vision so clear now, do this shit ever year now

Grandma told me got God on my side nothing to fear now

Met Jones when I was five, thirty years later yea he's still down

Get stuck between these bars like Gina

This hurricane Katrina I'm treating y'all like FEMA

Married to the game and I don't even need a prenup

The flow water ima make 'em whine like Jesus, I'm gone

Sheesh

Thirty years my brother

You already know

I need a little bit more tho'

I need that forty eight twenty five Big B

Computer Mic' one speaker Big B

Fruity Loops Big B

You feel me? (I feel you bro)

You got me? (I got you bro)

Thirty four now and I'm still at it

Earvin Johnson with the flow boy it's still magic

It's me versus me but they compete yea that's real tragic

Generational trauma I'm trying kill habits

Yea, so when you hear it every verse is pain

I still shed a tear sometimes when I hear purple rain

Shout out to anyone who took the time to search my name

I'm just trying to reach Nirvana like Kurt Cobain

And go insane whenever I hit the stage

All these rappers taking shots I'm watching them ricochet

Got a dollar and Dream but you doubters don't get the change

One day I'm a be like HOV screaming Money ain't a thang

Talking Ferraris, Jaguars switching four lanes

They can grill me but everything fire propane

Yea, and no matter what man they know that ima make a way

Do this for all the days mama had to put shit on lay away

Shit I'm talking 'bout no more living day to day

Grind now so everyday from here on out is Labor Day

Yea, I'm talking no more loving day to day

Grind now so everyday from here on out is Labor Day

I'm going higher

Higher

All the way to the sky baby

I'm going higher

Higher

All the way to the sky baby