"STILL LOVE ME?" lyrics
Do you still love me?
I been smokin' back to back, it make me feel funy
I went heart to heart with niggas, all they did was steal from me
You ain't my dawg, you ain't my slime, you ain't gon' kill for me
You ain't my dawg, you ain't my slime, you ain't gon' kill for me
Kill for me, I been crossed so many times I don't feel nothin'
Palms itchy in them trenches, I feel that meal comin'
I'm from the real jungle, made it out I'm still humble
I'm still grindin', I done put this Carti' on my wrist, I'm still shinin'
Mama said, "Boy, get some sleep, it's late", I'm still rhymin'
Used to pray for times like this, the Maybach seats reclinin'
I done put so much VVs in the face can't tell what time is
Uh-uh, bitch, you left me blinded from yo' love, yeah
Seen too many signs, I'm so dumb, yeah
Now I can't put my time into no one
Baby, I'm so done (So done)
Yeah, bitch, you left me blinded from yo' love (Love)
Yeah, seen too many signs, I'm so done (So done)
Yeah, now I can't put my time into no one
Baby, I'm so done (So done)
You know I'll always wish you the best
I lied, I'm still frontin' (Still frontin')
You probably out with your friends
Late, still huntin' (Still huntin')
Seen you on the 'Gram with yo' ex
Y'all probably still fuckin' (Still fuckin')
You probably still love 'em (Still love 'em)
So bitch don't ask me if I still love you
I been smokin' back to back, it make me feel funy
I went heart to heart with niggas, all they did was steal from me
You ain't my dawg, you ain't my slime, you ain't gon' kill for me
You ain't my dawg, you ain't my slime, you ain't gon' kill for me
Kill for me, I been crossed so many times I don't feel nothin'
Palms itchy in them trenches, I feel that meal comin'
I'm from the real jungle, made it out I'm still humble
Do you still love me?
It was us against the world, now it's fuck me
Almost Birken bagged yo' ass but for nothing
How you gon' fuck another nigga, you disgusting
Bitch, you disgust me, bitch, you don't love me
I done came from rags to riches, they can't judge me
I was down bad in them trenches, they ain't trust me
If I don't make it off this rap shit then I'm nothing
Said, I'm nothing, swear I'm nothing, yeah
Yeah, always and forever
I've always loved and hated the idea of us bein' together
Crash it and burn it in Rich Owens leather
They say when Vultures fly they drop Chrome Heart feathers
You love or hate me, it's whatever (Yeah)
I been smokin' back to back, it make me feel funy
I went heart to heart with niggas, all they did was steal from me
You ain't my dawg, you ain't my slime, you ain't gon' kill for me
You ain't my dawg, you ain't my slime, you ain't gon' kill for me
Kill for me, I been crossed so many times I don't feel nothin'
Palms itchy in them trenches, I feel that meal comin'
I'm from the real jungle, made it out I'm still humble
I'm still grindin', I done put this Carti' on my wrist, I'm still shinin'
Mama said, "Boy, get some sleep, it's late", I'm still rhymin'
Used to pray for times like this, the Maybach seats reclinin'
I done put so much VVs in the face can't tell what time is
Uh-uh, bitch, you left me blinded from yo' love, yeah
Seen too many signs, I'm so dumb, yeah
Now I can't put my time into no one
Baby, I'm so done (So done)
Yeah, bitch, you left me blinded from yo' love (Love)
Yeah, seen too many signs, I'm so done (So done)
Yeah, now I can't put my time into no one
Baby, I'm so done (So done)
You know I'll always wish you the best
I lied, I'm still frontin' (Still frontin')
You probably out with your friends
Late, still huntin' (Still huntin')
Seen you on the 'Gram with yo' ex
Y'all probably still fuckin' (Still fuckin')
You probably still love 'em (Still love 'em)
So bitch don't ask me if I still love you
I been smokin' back to back, it make me feel funy
I went heart to heart with niggas, all they did was steal from me
You ain't my dawg, you ain't my slime, you ain't gon' kill for me
You ain't my dawg, you ain't my slime, you ain't gon' kill for me
Kill for me, I been crossed so many times I don't feel nothin'
Palms itchy in them trenches, I feel that meal comin'
I'm from the real jungle, made it out I'm still humble
Do you still love me?
It was us against the world, now it's fuck me
Almost Birken bagged yo' ass but for nothing
How you gon' fuck another nigga, you disgusting
Bitch, you disgust me, bitch, you don't love me
I done came from rags to riches, they can't judge me
I was down bad in them trenches, they ain't trust me
If I don't make it off this rap shit then I'm nothing
Said, I'm nothing, swear I'm nothing, yeah
Yeah, always and forever
I've always loved and hated the idea of us bein' together
Crash it and burn it in Rich Owens leather
They say when Vultures fly they drop Chrome Heart feathers
You love or hate me, it's whatever (Yeah)
