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Still Me
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Tom MacDonald
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I could have the biggest house in the hills But I'm still livin' in a little crib and payin' my bills And I could have a dozen playboy bunny's grabbing my jeans But I got one girl who loves me she's the perfect one for me And I could drive a brand new Lambo if I wanted to I'd rather hand a hundred grand in cash straight To my Mom and Dad this afternoon And I could have an attitude celebrity neighbors A dozen butlers and security with rifles and tazors But that ain't me Money ain't gonna' change me Pay me what you want but I will still remain the same me Chicken fingers, baked beans Faded T-shirt, same jeans People make me famous but I stay the way that God made me Middle fingers flippin' temper short I lit the wick and I quite drinkin' I am still crazier Than college kids and liquor I'm the quickest to the trigger Wicked, ignorant and bitter I ain't changing up for nothing, I don't care if I get richer I'm still a scumbag I'm still an asshole I don't give a fuck What the hell they mad for I'm still a dickhead I keep it grimey I don't give a fuck Tell ‘em where to find me I'm still a scumbag I'm still an asshole I don't give a fuck What the hell they mad for I'm still a dickhead I keep it grimey I don't give a fuck Tell ‘em where to find me I could have a dozen chains on my neck I'd rather donate to a charity then blatantly flex And I could Gucci, Louie, Prada every time I get dressed But I wear sweat pants and T-shirts and socks that are ripped And I could take a private jet to somewhere gorgeous if I wanted to I'd rather pay my sister's mortgage honestly I'm honored to And I could have an attitude but gratitude is greater A bunch of chefs in the kitchen, shooters no bullet proof haters But that ain't me, everybody hates me I would never give that up for nothin' cause I love it and I'm crazy Middle fingers aim squeeze They all triggered blame me People made me famous I ain't changing up to make peace Twisted braids I am spitting flames And swinging blades on they brains Hollywood can make you different Look at me I'm just the same Still the Homie pickin' up the phone when you holler I ain't switchin' up for dollars screw it don't even bother I'm still a scumbag I'm still an asshole I don't give a fuck What the hell they mad for I'm still a dickhead I keep it grimey I don't give a fuck Tell ‘em where to find me I'm still a scumbag I'm still an asshole I don't give a fuck What the hell they mad for I'm still a dickhead I keep it grimey I don't give a fuck Tell ‘em where to find me I'm still the one Who you knew before they paid me Still ain't never let the money change me I'm still the one Who they picked on and hated Still the same guy I'm just famous I'm still the one Who made millions off a rap And never let it change the man I am I'm still the one Who you knew from the old days I ain't selling out dawg, I won't change I'm still a scumbag I'm still an asshole I don't give a fuck What the hell they mad for I'm still a dickhead I keep it grimey I don't give a fuck Tell ‘em where to find me I'm still a scumbag I'm still an asshole I don't give a fuck What the hell they mad for I'm still a dickhead I keep it grimey I don't give a fuck Tell ‘em where to find me
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