CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : STILL
sh*t practice, man
I got enough money I can practice for ten years, n***a
On God
I'm still grindin', I'm still hustlin', I'm still trappin'
I'm still rich, you n***as still cappin'
I'm still here, still drippin', still mackin'
I'm still strapped, still bangin'
Ayy, I'm still platinum
Still trying to feed the streets, still tryna be that peace
A to Z, I keep it G, legendary thing of me
Still in my pen and pad, I'm still going in my bag
Still saying "f**k the ops," rich but still run the block
Still repping code red, shooters still on standby
You never seen a man cry until you see a man die
Still praying for my soul, still got a heart of gold
Parrell park the Roves, still [?]
Still got a pure heart, still tryna keep the faith
I'm still on my grown man, I'm still gonna be okay
I'm still writing music when it's hard to believe
Sometimes I feel like I'm trapped in the garden of Eve
I'm still being patient when I got no choice
I'm still talking when I feel I got no voice
I'm still loyal to my fam, still working around the clock
Still bumping Big Pac, still smoking in the drop
I'm still waiting on a check to get a n***a out of debt
Still going through the struggle, running out of breath
I'm still going twelve rounds, we don't throw the towel in
Still washing blood off my hands, still drowning in
Going through the pain still, hard to let my brain chill
Labels want the same deals, do you know how rage feel?
Still got the hope that my n***as do the right thing
Still in the cold world similar to ice cream
Blessings come in many forms, I'm still swimming in the storm
Still trying to understand the difference between right and wrong
Good people die young, bad people live long
Same sh*t, same song
Dead [?] napalm
Waiting on a pay day, December 25th
I done worked my ass off on December 25th
It's all about me, only me and just I
Give a f**k how you feel today
I know my brothers in the sky looking down, I'ma be okay
Dawgs looking down, I'ma be okay
I know they tired of these rappers, celebrities bragging and boasting
I'm still grindin', still hustlin', still trappin'
Still rich, you n***as still cappin'
I'm still here, still drippin', still mackin'
I'm still strapped, still bangin'
I'm still platinum
I'm still Waka Flocka
I'm still Waka Flocka Flame
I'm still Waka Flocka Flame
Just a little older with a bigger f**king name
And a beautiful wife
With a beautiful daughter
What a hell of a life
What a beautiful view
Still
Still Illmatic Nas sh*t
(Still Illmatic Nas sh*t)
Still Illmatic Nas sh*t
(Still Illmatic Nas sh*t)
I got enough money I can practice for ten years, n***a
On God
I'm still grindin', I'm still hustlin', I'm still trappin'
I'm still rich, you n***as still cappin'
I'm still here, still drippin', still mackin'
I'm still strapped, still bangin'
Ayy, I'm still platinum
Still trying to feed the streets, still tryna be that peace
A to Z, I keep it G, legendary thing of me
Still in my pen and pad, I'm still going in my bag
Still saying "f**k the ops," rich but still run the block
Still repping code red, shooters still on standby
You never seen a man cry until you see a man die
Still praying for my soul, still got a heart of gold
Parrell park the Roves, still [?]
Still got a pure heart, still tryna keep the faith
I'm still on my grown man, I'm still gonna be okay
I'm still writing music when it's hard to believe
Sometimes I feel like I'm trapped in the garden of Eve
I'm still being patient when I got no choice
I'm still talking when I feel I got no voice
I'm still loyal to my fam, still working around the clock
Still bumping Big Pac, still smoking in the drop
I'm still waiting on a check to get a n***a out of debt
Still going through the struggle, running out of breath
I'm still going twelve rounds, we don't throw the towel in
Still washing blood off my hands, still drowning in
Going through the pain still, hard to let my brain chill
Labels want the same deals, do you know how rage feel?
Still got the hope that my n***as do the right thing
Still in the cold world similar to ice cream
Blessings come in many forms, I'm still swimming in the storm
Still trying to understand the difference between right and wrong
Good people die young, bad people live long
Same sh*t, same song
Dead [?] napalm
Waiting on a pay day, December 25th
I done worked my ass off on December 25th
It's all about me, only me and just I
Give a f**k how you feel today
I know my brothers in the sky looking down, I'ma be okay
Dawgs looking down, I'ma be okay
I know they tired of these rappers, celebrities bragging and boasting
I'm still grindin', still hustlin', still trappin'
Still rich, you n***as still cappin'
I'm still here, still drippin', still mackin'
I'm still strapped, still bangin'
I'm still platinum
I'm still Waka Flocka
I'm still Waka Flocka Flame
I'm still Waka Flocka Flame
Just a little older with a bigger f**king name
And a beautiful wife
With a beautiful daughter
What a hell of a life
What a beautiful view
Still
Still Illmatic Nas sh*t
(Still Illmatic Nas sh*t)
Still Illmatic Nas sh*t
(Still Illmatic Nas sh*t)
