"Still On A Mission" lyrics
Albee Al & Lil Tjay Lyrics
This for everybody that started out at zero, you know what I'm saying?
Understand ups and downs come with this shit, you feel me?
Don't crash out, gangsta
You're more valuable than you think
If it's a price to bring my niggas back, I'd be so broke
Bringing all of my niggas back, man, that's no joke
Fuck being dead broke, I'd be in deep debt
Rolling up them Percs, I ain't sleep yet
Got about twenty in my steep tech
Screaming free the homies, every night, they go to sleep stressed
Still on a mission, certain goals that I ain't reached yet
Homies getting jealous, sixth sense, you gotta peep dat
Swear that I'm different, I told my niggas never beef over bitches
How you real? You taking pictures with snitches, my only mission to get it
I told that bitch, man, I ain't beasting to hit it
So much coke, I fell asleep in the kitchen, and niggas know that I'm with it
You know you can't force loyalty
King Opp, so it's royalty
They ask me why I'm strapped because these pussies trying to boil me
And I don't talk to pigs, tell them pussies gotta lawyer me
Man, I'm like bang-bang, loyalty gang, that's who I'm rolling with
Man, you know this shit, don't ever go against
Niggas try to steal my soul and I'm so convinced
Cheating like Lil J Rock tryna hop the fence
Back in the game, fresh off the bench
I was in foul trouble, caught a flagrant
Like that boy there done died on the pavement
On the ground, shakin' like I tazed him
I was locked in a pen, lions in a den
Judge talkin' twenty, tryna get this shit to ten
Your man tellin' on you when you did the shit for him
Shorty violating her, she fuckin' with your friends
Or fuckin' with your opps, niggas from your block
Gotta do this time if they with you or they not
Said if they with you or they not
If it's a price to bring my niggas back, I'd be so broke
Bringing all of my niggas back, man, that's no joke
Fuck being dead broke, I'd be in deep debt
Rolling up them Percs, I ain't sleep yet
Got about twenty in my steep tech
Screaming free the homies, every night, they go to sleep stressed
Still on a mission, certain goals that I ain't reached yet
Homies getting jealous, sixth sense, you gotta peep dat
Same shit I did before, I do it with these meals too
I'm super with it, make you move 'cause I ain't tryna grill you
Y'all was screamin' gang gang, runnin' through that field too
Opps kill bro, you ain't slide, I don't feel you
My mama told me, "Fuck them niggas, focus them and drop"
Find a better way of livin', my son won't be on no block
Thank the lord for blessings given, they won't put one in my top
Don't you go out like you tryna die about a thot
I'ma get it, it's all I got, talkin' my shit, get him hot
Let's not talk about no money, I probably never stop
Put six figures on my wrist, probably two mill' on my block
Police told the bro to tell the judge that I supply the chops
They tryna hold shit on my head, I lost Smelly and saw red
Know my shooter that he fired, his second time hitting lag
Life been drivin' me crazy, so I been off the meds
Tryna bring my nigga with me like he ridin' on my pegs
If it's a price to bring my niggas back, I'd be so broke
Bringing all of my niggas back, man, that's no joke
Fuck being dead broke, I'd be in deep debt
Rolling up them Percs, I ain't sleep yet
Got about twenty in my steep tech
Screaming free the homies, every night, they go to sleep stressed
Still on a mission, certain goals that I ain't reached yet
Homies getting jealous, sixth sense, you gotta peep dat
Understand ups and downs come with this shit, you feel me?
Don't crash out, gangsta
You're more valuable than you think
If it's a price to bring my niggas back, I'd be so broke
Bringing all of my niggas back, man, that's no joke
Fuck being dead broke, I'd be in deep debt
Rolling up them Percs, I ain't sleep yet
Got about twenty in my steep tech
Screaming free the homies, every night, they go to sleep stressed
Still on a mission, certain goals that I ain't reached yet
Homies getting jealous, sixth sense, you gotta peep dat
Swear that I'm different, I told my niggas never beef over bitches
How you real? You taking pictures with snitches, my only mission to get it
I told that bitch, man, I ain't beasting to hit it
So much coke, I fell asleep in the kitchen, and niggas know that I'm with it
You know you can't force loyalty
King Opp, so it's royalty
They ask me why I'm strapped because these pussies trying to boil me
And I don't talk to pigs, tell them pussies gotta lawyer me
Man, I'm like bang-bang, loyalty gang, that's who I'm rolling with
Man, you know this shit, don't ever go against
Niggas try to steal my soul and I'm so convinced
Cheating like Lil J Rock tryna hop the fence
Back in the game, fresh off the bench
I was in foul trouble, caught a flagrant
Like that boy there done died on the pavement
On the ground, shakin' like I tazed him
I was locked in a pen, lions in a den
Judge talkin' twenty, tryna get this shit to ten
Your man tellin' on you when you did the shit for him
Shorty violating her, she fuckin' with your friends
Or fuckin' with your opps, niggas from your block
Gotta do this time if they with you or they not
Said if they with you or they not
If it's a price to bring my niggas back, I'd be so broke
Bringing all of my niggas back, man, that's no joke
Fuck being dead broke, I'd be in deep debt
Rolling up them Percs, I ain't sleep yet
Got about twenty in my steep tech
Screaming free the homies, every night, they go to sleep stressed
Still on a mission, certain goals that I ain't reached yet
Homies getting jealous, sixth sense, you gotta peep dat
Same shit I did before, I do it with these meals too
I'm super with it, make you move 'cause I ain't tryna grill you
Y'all was screamin' gang gang, runnin' through that field too
Opps kill bro, you ain't slide, I don't feel you
My mama told me, "Fuck them niggas, focus them and drop"
Find a better way of livin', my son won't be on no block
Thank the lord for blessings given, they won't put one in my top
Don't you go out like you tryna die about a thot
I'ma get it, it's all I got, talkin' my shit, get him hot
Let's not talk about no money, I probably never stop
Put six figures on my wrist, probably two mill' on my block
Police told the bro to tell the judge that I supply the chops
They tryna hold shit on my head, I lost Smelly and saw red
Know my shooter that he fired, his second time hitting lag
Life been drivin' me crazy, so I been off the meds
Tryna bring my nigga with me like he ridin' on my pegs
If it's a price to bring my niggas back, I'd be so broke
Bringing all of my niggas back, man, that's no joke
Fuck being dead broke, I'd be in deep debt
Rolling up them Percs, I ain't sleep yet
Got about twenty in my steep tech
Screaming free the homies, every night, they go to sleep stressed
Still on a mission, certain goals that I ain't reached yet
Homies getting jealous, sixth sense, you gotta peep dat
