t-shyne - still ain’t finished lyrics
[intro]
wheezy outta here
[chorus : gunna]
yeah
wake up go get it
[?] slatt business
i came from the trenches
i made it to the rich league
took a lot of risks
now i swim with the fishes
touch a lotta dollars, i don’t count it on me
poppin my collar, i can bring back pimpin’
keep 2 cups styrofoam, i’m codeine sippin
i made it from the bottom, i’m still ain’t finished
[verse 1: gunna]
made it to the top when i’m still ain’t finished
i sipped a pint of wock and i still can’t feel it
baby keep a glock, n+gga real life k!llin’
[?] , n+gga still drug dealer
[?] every night ,[?] lil n+gga
got it out the pot selling drugs out the kitchen
when she suck me out my socks, i don’t mind a lil tippin’
put you in designer, let me show you how to drip it
[verse 2: t+shyne]
red light district, i’ve been hanging with some b+tches
got a baddie in my masion and she know i’m countin riches
i’m a made n+gga, and i do a lotta tippin
n+gga talkin’ money then you know i gotta listen
keep a pole with me like a fisherman or stripper
new chain looking like i’m swimming through a river
i’m a trap n+gga send the addy, i’ll deliver
n+ggas pocket+watching wanna know what’s in the wallet
gallery department, saw some jeans then i bought it
i don’t do no walking, but i got a walk+in closet
all the money coming and they wanna send an audit
you should know i only keep real n+ggas ‘round me
keep the iron man, call me robert downey
n+gga talking crazy, on his head i place a bounty
i was in the trap, tryna free the brothers out the county
[verse 3: gunna]
i done really made a lot
i done climbed them charts, i don’t think i’ll ever stop
yeah, i’m rocking h+lla chains, i bought eleven watches
i invested in the stocks, might drive it off the lot
she leaking like a faucet, and i’m digging in her box
i flew her back to [?], she quickly in and out
i clean her like a mop
cup leanin’ on the rocks
[?] i put it in her mouth
say my name
i beat it out the frame
yung gunnawunna knee deep in the game
fill it with some bodies, six deep in the range
i just realized n+ggas fake as they chain
if you ever get some money n+ggas know you’ll change
i flew to honolulu with a couple of babes
[?] my producers, yeah, turbo and wave
[verse 4: t+shyne]
i’ve really made a lot, i won’t ever talk to cops
i was trappin on the block, i’ve was really having opps
ye n+gga having birds you can come to see the flock
i remember n+gga was really trappin out the lot
i was serving that illegal, i ain’t working on the clock
got the money coming in and i feel it’ll never stopped
i ain’t running from a op, paint him red like fox
now i’m at the front door posting like a box
i don’t go to sleep without blood on the dresser
i can do the foreign or i might just do the tesla
and you know i’m drippin’ bottega veneta
got the million in the crib, you can say i’m livin’ better
you are not a gangster, better play anotha’ sport
i just blew trial like a crip in the court
like a mob boss you can see me drippin in velour
i’m a real n+gga you can see it in the court
[chorus : gunna]
yeah
wake up, go get it
made it to the top when i’m still ain’t finished
i sip a pint of wock and i still can’t finish
baby keep a glock, n+gga real life k!llin’
[?] , n+gga still drug dealer
[?] every night ,[?] lil n+gga
got it out the pot and them drugs in the kitchen
[?]
gucci and designer, let me show you how to drip it
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