CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Still Your Best
Yeah
I'm no prince
Ei
You think you know me homie you're so wrong
You see these haters, they just blow horns
Give them a pen and tell them "write dhope songs"
And they draw me with a pencil
You know damn well I'm still your best
Everybody knows that I'm still that guy
Chilling on the throne and my Queen so fine
Got a few homies on my side
Big goals, small team. No Lye
These other rappers wanna be me so bad
I'm on my Michael Jackson, tell me who's bad
Tell me now
Who can hold it down like I do?
Show mе who
Which of you can flow hard as YPa? The Sniper?
Got thesе n***as in my scope
Wait, is that the smell of wackness? Not allowed
Get the soap
I don't wanna go off on these n***as
I'ma go blowman on these killers
n***a I'm realer you are just an imitation
You are dealing with the illest and it's why I'm patient
You know damn well I'm still your best
Everybody knows that I'm still that guy
Chilling on the throne and my Queen so fine
Got a few homies on my side
Big goals...
Every song I got my name on
Keeps on ringing bells, dingdong
Man I face challenges head on
Hit it back and forth like pingpong
You? Really tryna take shots?
You couldn't even buy my flipflops
Just know that I'll never stop
Like time I just go ticktock
If you thought I'm gon trip fall
Man you're damn wrong, crisscross
See, I'm a big boss, Rick Ross
When I get furious, dangerous
And I'm here to cure, Red Cross
Me ho twa, self cut, chainsaw
If you're just not smart enough to know my sh*t hot, fior!
You know damn well I'm still your best
Everybody knows that I'm still that guy
Chilling on the throne and my Queen so fine
Got a few homies on my side
Big goals, small team. No Lye
I'm no prince
Ei
You think you know me homie you're so wrong
You see these haters, they just blow horns
Give them a pen and tell them "write dhope songs"
And they draw me with a pencil
You know damn well I'm still your best
Everybody knows that I'm still that guy
Chilling on the throne and my Queen so fine
Got a few homies on my side
Big goals, small team. No Lye
These other rappers wanna be me so bad
I'm on my Michael Jackson, tell me who's bad
Tell me now
Who can hold it down like I do?
Show mе who
Which of you can flow hard as YPa? The Sniper?
Got thesе n***as in my scope
Wait, is that the smell of wackness? Not allowed
Get the soap
I don't wanna go off on these n***as
I'ma go blowman on these killers
n***a I'm realer you are just an imitation
You are dealing with the illest and it's why I'm patient
You know damn well I'm still your best
Everybody knows that I'm still that guy
Chilling on the throne and my Queen so fine
Got a few homies on my side
Big goals...
Every song I got my name on
Keeps on ringing bells, dingdong
Man I face challenges head on
Hit it back and forth like pingpong
You? Really tryna take shots?
You couldn't even buy my flipflops
Just know that I'll never stop
Like time I just go ticktock
If you thought I'm gon trip fall
Man you're damn wrong, crisscross
See, I'm a big boss, Rick Ross
When I get furious, dangerous
And I'm here to cure, Red Cross
Me ho twa, self cut, chainsaw
If you're just not smart enough to know my sh*t hot, fior!
You know damn well I'm still your best
Everybody knows that I'm still that guy
Chilling on the throne and my Queen so fine
Got a few homies on my side
Big goals, small team. No Lye
