"STILL" lyrics
Walked outside, and it still look sunny (Ha)
I'm still gettin' money (Huh)
Your bitch still want me
Seven days out that week, I was plottin', why you still hatin' on me? (Uh-huh)
Still keep it cute when it's ugly
I still gotta uh, still gotta uh
Still making racks every morning
Still call her back when I'm horny (Ha, ha)
Still double-back on a fortune
I still gotta uh, still gotta uh (Uh-huh)
Walked outside, and it still look sunny (Ha)
I'm still gettin' money (Huh)
Your bitch still want me (Ha)
Drop-top costs pretty pennies
I had to get rich, so it's fuck them feelings (Fuck them feelings)
Money shouldn't come with opinions
Last time I checked, not a near nigga feel it (Not a near nigga feel it)
When I touched down in the city
Had to rock on gold with a chain real pissy (Ha, ha)
This time, I'ma show up empty
Just to see a hatin' nigga and a bitch act friendly (And a bitch act friendly)
Green bottle in my hand, it's a Mickey
I've been drinking every night, probably need a new kidney (Kidney)
I don't even get high no more 'cause the place that I'm at don't even got ceilings (On God)
Popped out, doing the most
I pop out alone, I'm poppin' the tag on the coat
They don't like I talk 'bout the dough, but most of them broke
I see why you don't like to boast (Ha)
Peanut butter seats, yeah, the body, blood thicker than water, but not when I'm rockin'
We both got a bitch, but let's see who up stocky (Whew)
You taking the stairs, I'm like Tyson, not Rocky
They say I ain't fair, well, my fault that I'm cocky
Always on go, my fault, I ain't stoppin'
Can't name shit that the niggas ain't copy
Still let 'em talk to me sloppy (Uh-huh), nigga
(Uh-huh)
Walked outside, and it still look sunny (Ha)
I'm still gettin' money (Huh, money)
Your bitch still want me
Seven days out that week, I was plottin', why you still hatin' on me? (Uh-huh)
Still keep it cute when it's ugly
I still gotta uh, still gotta uh
Still making racks every morning
Still call her back when I'm horny
Still double-back on a fortune
I still gotta uh, still gotta uh (Uh-huh)
Walked outside, and it still look sunny (Ha)
I'm still gettin' money (Huh)
Your bitch still want me
Pop outside with my troops
I'm Mike Dimes, it's like five times two (It's like five times two)
Me and my guys got juice
And all my guys squeeze vibes in coupe (They fit, it's cool)
We gon' ride if it's true
But we won't slide for all the lying shit, fool (On God)
We don't type like you do and can't respond to no nigga like you
Went to a Benz from a Chevy, left friends for my family, and stackin' up fetty on fetty
I can't let you in, you ain't ready
You focused on texting my bitches, we call that shit petty
Want me to spaz, but I'm steady
Cool, calm, collected, with haters, we tell they ass, "Betty"
I'm playing cool when I see that these niggas ain't right
'Cause them niggas don't know I'm a lefty (Ha)
I walked outside, and it still look sunny (Ha)
Been gettin' money
Your bitch still want me (On God)
Seven days out that week, I was plottin', why you still hatin' on me? (Uh-huh)
Still keep it cute when it's ugly
I still gotta uh, still gotta uh
Still making racks every morning
Still call her back when I'm horny
Still double-back on a fortune
I still gotta uh, still gotta uh (Uh-huh)
Walked outside, and it still look sunny
I'm still gettin' money
Your bitch still want me
I'm still gettin' money (Huh)
Your bitch still want me
Seven days out that week, I was plottin', why you still hatin' on me? (Uh-huh)
Still keep it cute when it's ugly
I still gotta uh, still gotta uh
Still making racks every morning
Still call her back when I'm horny (Ha, ha)
Still double-back on a fortune
I still gotta uh, still gotta uh (Uh-huh)
Walked outside, and it still look sunny (Ha)
I'm still gettin' money (Huh)
Your bitch still want me (Ha)
Drop-top costs pretty pennies
I had to get rich, so it's fuck them feelings (Fuck them feelings)
Money shouldn't come with opinions
Last time I checked, not a near nigga feel it (Not a near nigga feel it)
When I touched down in the city
Had to rock on gold with a chain real pissy (Ha, ha)
This time, I'ma show up empty
Just to see a hatin' nigga and a bitch act friendly (And a bitch act friendly)
Green bottle in my hand, it's a Mickey
I've been drinking every night, probably need a new kidney (Kidney)
I don't even get high no more 'cause the place that I'm at don't even got ceilings (On God)
Popped out, doing the most
I pop out alone, I'm poppin' the tag on the coat
They don't like I talk 'bout the dough, but most of them broke
I see why you don't like to boast (Ha)
Peanut butter seats, yeah, the body, blood thicker than water, but not when I'm rockin'
We both got a bitch, but let's see who up stocky (Whew)
You taking the stairs, I'm like Tyson, not Rocky
They say I ain't fair, well, my fault that I'm cocky
Always on go, my fault, I ain't stoppin'
Can't name shit that the niggas ain't copy
Still let 'em talk to me sloppy (Uh-huh), nigga
(Uh-huh)
Walked outside, and it still look sunny (Ha)
I'm still gettin' money (Huh, money)
Your bitch still want me
Seven days out that week, I was plottin', why you still hatin' on me? (Uh-huh)
Still keep it cute when it's ugly
I still gotta uh, still gotta uh
Still making racks every morning
Still call her back when I'm horny
Still double-back on a fortune
I still gotta uh, still gotta uh (Uh-huh)
Walked outside, and it still look sunny (Ha)
I'm still gettin' money (Huh)
Your bitch still want me
Pop outside with my troops
I'm Mike Dimes, it's like five times two (It's like five times two)
Me and my guys got juice
And all my guys squeeze vibes in coupe (They fit, it's cool)
We gon' ride if it's true
But we won't slide for all the lying shit, fool (On God)
We don't type like you do and can't respond to no nigga like you
Went to a Benz from a Chevy, left friends for my family, and stackin' up fetty on fetty
I can't let you in, you ain't ready
You focused on texting my bitches, we call that shit petty
Want me to spaz, but I'm steady
Cool, calm, collected, with haters, we tell they ass, "Betty"
I'm playing cool when I see that these niggas ain't right
'Cause them niggas don't know I'm a lefty (Ha)
I walked outside, and it still look sunny (Ha)
Been gettin' money
Your bitch still want me (On God)
Seven days out that week, I was plottin', why you still hatin' on me? (Uh-huh)
Still keep it cute when it's ugly
I still gotta uh, still gotta uh
Still making racks every morning
Still call her back when I'm horny
Still double-back on a fortune
I still gotta uh, still gotta uh (Uh-huh)
Walked outside, and it still look sunny
I'm still gettin' money
Your bitch still want me
