Hey, Julie, hand me another lighter
Good look
I'ma go 'head
Check
Bright lights in the city got me thinking 'bout more money
OG told me it's no money like ho money
Flight outta state, 20K, it's like show money
Meet me face to face so we can talk then you can go for me
I don't hold grudges, I go harder then I shit on them
What's up, nigga? Remember when you use to call me lil' homie?
Knocked some fresh game and you tried to backdoor a nigga
Through all the bullshit, I still love you, you my brother, nigga
I love a lot of things, but the game the most
Took me out the street to G4's and boats
I been doing this, I don't brag or boast
Nigga, 2015 I was having the most
Now it's 2019 and I'm having some more
I was trying to make it shake, you was chasing a ho
When I touch down, P, you know I'm making it slow
Make the nigga relocate the trap fasho
I'm still at it
Yeah, man, uh, check
I'm still at (I'm still at it), man
My nigga, my nigga still at it
Still, still, still at it
I'm still at it, I'm still at it
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't even know how I do it, so don't ask me that
Trying to give my little one everything I didn't have
Though all the up and downs still balanced the craft
I'm eating chow mein on the way to Japan
I been manifesting shit since I was kid
I used to sit back and dream 'bout this
Ask Sean Kelly, he'd agree 'bout this
When I was down to my last, still thought like this
I went from ravioli to two hundred dollars plates
Now my rubber band twelve hundred Cartier
Never show your hand, just do what you say
It's a reason why I'm respected in the game
Still at it
Yeah, man, uh, check
I'm still at (I'm still at it), man
My nigga, my nigga still at it
Still, still, still at it
I'm still at it
My nigga, my nigga still at it
Still, still, still at it
I'm still at it, I'm still at it
Yeah, yeah, yeah
On and on
On and on
On and on
On and on
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