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drake - still lyrics

[verse 1:trey songz]

still…

whipping the chevy, still getting my tipped l!cked
when i’m ready i still fall off intheparty like confetti
it’s still mad rappers, d. dot angelettis
still just as skinny as you met me
still keep it real, never will let another disrespect me
for real, til deep in peace they rest me
still smoke cess cause i swear that they stress me
and when i’m home a lot, keep the chrome a lot
cause even when i’m home i’m knowin’ there ain’t a lot of dudes
that don’t like the fact i’m blowin’
like some running shoes on the track i’m goin’
tell these other dudes they slack i’m sewin’
don’t get hemmed up, i think timmed up
cause in my mind it’s the winter time all the time
i’m a grind
tell em i’m a rhyme, told em that this sing got me signed
try to put me in a box i will not stay there
and if i fall i will not lay there
grown man, this is not daycare
a big boy game, they do not play fair
but i still keep it trill and i got this chair
still uncomfortable if cops is there
my fam still dysfunctional, we not repaired
still got rhymes out the -ssh0l-
still wonder why are they mad for
cause i’m in the hood like the crack-ho diesel
ask yo people, trey still do it for the people
ride with some inter straps your whole f-cking car is illegal
still pick good over evil
still play the jesus and it’s wild cause i’m still sinning
addiction still weed-puffin, giving it to women
it’s still my brain ready to bust up out my skull
to the mic, cause my mouth to be saying sh-t right
they saying sh-t like, i don’t be k!lling it
you n-ggas is ridiculous, eat a d-ck or some syphilis
die slow, still i done sucked it up
drake tell em what the f-ck is up

[verse 2: drake]
i used to cut the porch lights on
and now i cut the porsche lights on
just to let em know their foresight’s wrong
where this n-gga going with that obscure ice on
he a lame, i’m tryna get my mature life on
i asked what happen, or whats hattenin’, hattenin’
hop up out the p-ssenger and help me back the phantom in
d-mn, i never got to use that in a convo
never got the chance to put you back in a condo
and, and, it couldn’t be more true
i always meant to get you that villa in corfu
women i p-ss off, and money i tore through
now all i really need is the number before 2
is it over, tell me it isn’t over
they told me it was easy as i get a little older, yeah right
and this is what my life outro sound like
even though dre did it this sh-t don’t sound right
i was, born to do it, born to make bomb music
i flow tight like i was born jewish
well, actually i was born jewish
i guess at this point you could say i was born foolish (ha)
yea, what about the grammy’s and the bubbly
what about all my fans that be loving me, i
used to chill in them spots where the trouble be
but never ended up in that menage at the double tree
what about that girl rita down in basque
in l.a swear i would of never cheated on your -ss
but you ain’t give me yo number cause them n-ggas got to fighting
situation got me thinking and that’s when i got to writing, hmm…
change these hundreds for me cashier
cause i ain’t made it but i’m better off than last year, yeah
and what it look like hun’
i never got to make it rain but it look like fun
and, uh, a king is what i’m fit to be
i don’t get these n-ggas, they a mystery
i mean they talk so quiet as if it its private
and they don’t ever bring that sh-t to me, but
man i ain’t live life so wrong
i said f-ck a couple dudes, cause i ain’t like yo song
least let me tell you why i’m this way
hold on…

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