Still Me Testo
Testo Still Me
CashMoneyAP
Ayy
If they really had love, they would've showed me
They hate what I'm doin' now, they would love to see the old me
If I gotta go back to jail, I know my family straight
If I gotta go back to jail, I know my lawyer paid (Ayy)
I burn this money, burn this fame, I'll still be the same nigga
Take off this watch, take off this chain, I'll still be the same nigga
Ayy, came home from jail, took rappin' serious, I had to make my own decision
He prolly ain't fuckin' with me 'cause he know he ain't fuckin' with me
In the booth right now, I'm off a pill, if I ain't do nothin', I kept it real
My heart'll prolly get me killed (Ayy, ayy)
Permanent, this ain't no grill, sometimes I wish that Ceelo lived
Sometimes I wish that Fred was here (Ayy, ayy)
Crawford still up seven years, then Joe had come home from a year
I told him it was up from here (Ayy)
She wanted Percocets, I gave her all Xans
They tried to hold me back, but it was God-planned
Hate the position that I'm in, they sayin' anything
It was far away, I didn't see it, I watched the closest change
They prolly just rappin', I really got niggas in the can
They prolly just rappin', I really got some dead friends (Ayy)
I'm cryin' fire, feel like my tears burnin'
Know the streets got rules, how the hell you turnin'?
Tell the opps I got some paper, I hope that they don't make me spend it
Trap house, it was vacant, we still got some paper in it
Same conversation, just different locations
When it's smoke, don't leave a witness, we just leavin' shell casings Not on the mic, then I'm in the hood
With all my jewelry on and my pockets full
Totin' poles, not the ones come from Magic
I made it out, I know the devil thought he had me
If they really had love, they would've showed me
They hate what I'm doin' now, they would love to see the old me
If I gotta go back to jail, I know my family straight
If I gotta go back to jail, I know my lawyer paid (Ayy)
I burn this money, burn this fame, I'll still be the same nigga
Take off this watch, take off this chain, I'll still be the same nigga
Ayy
If they really had love, they would've showed me
They hate what I'm doin' now, they would love to see the old me
If I gotta go back to jail, I know my family straight
If I gotta go back to jail, I know my lawyer paid (Ayy)
I burn this money, burn this fame, I'll still be the same nigga
Take off this watch, take off this chain, I'll still be the same nigga
He prolly ain't fuckin' with me 'cause he know he ain't fuckin' with me
In the booth right now, I'm off a pill, if I ain't do nothin', I kept it real
My heart'll prolly get me killed (Ayy, ayy)
Permanent, this ain't no grill, sometimes I wish that Ceelo lived
Sometimes I wish that Fred was here (Ayy, ayy)
Crawford still up seven years, then Joe had come home from a year
I told him it was up from here (Ayy)
She wanted Percocets, I gave her all Xans
They tried to hold me back, but it was God-planned
Hate the position that I'm in, they sayin' anything
It was far away, I didn't see it, I watched the closest change
They prolly just rappin', I really got niggas in the can
They prolly just rappin', I really got some dead friends (Ayy)
I'm cryin' fire, feel like my tears burnin'
Know the streets got rules, how the hell you turnin'?
Tell the opps I got some paper, I hope that they don't make me spend it
Trap house, it was vacant, we still got some paper in it
Same conversation, just different locations
When it's smoke, don't leave a witness, we just leavin' shell casings Not on the mic, then I'm in the hood
With all my jewelry on and my pockets full
Totin' poles, not the ones come from Magic
I made it out, I know the devil thought he had me
If they really had love, they would've showed me
They hate what I'm doin' now, they would love to see the old me
If I gotta go back to jail, I know my family straight
If I gotta go back to jail, I know my lawyer paid (Ayy)
I burn this money, burn this fame, I'll still be the same nigga
Take off this watch, take off this chain, I'll still be the same nigga
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