Still Out Here

RaRa, Trae Tha Truth

Young Andre, how I'm playing 3 Stacks Diddy on the work, tell him, take that In the kitchen Tryna vision where the cake at Only would a hot nigga, try to shake back And if you ain't eating with me Better stay back trapping with magazines All they do is stay packed Never would I live a lie I'd rather state facts I gotta get what I can get until I lay flat I was somewhere in the gutter where they Say it's hard to climb out You can see it great when Your life put on timeout Always in the hood like it ain't No way to sign out streets full of hate But I guess I had to find out Now every day it's like I'm Running out of time Thinking 'bout my niggas got me Running out my mind hustle over everything I'm running on my grind hard for me to see Feeling like I'm going blind Big bro sold dope, rubbed off on him Big Boi track, this a boss song Out in LA, tryna plan my day Need a young rich girl to put her mouth on it Gained a lot of pain, when I seen this shit Wasn't like that when I dreamed this shit Dying by the money and I mean this shit Blue big face busting out the jeans and shit The cleanest shit, the green get lit The hoes in here, the night is young It's on You know I got a strap on me, you act on me You talk that shit, run your lip, you done Spitting real hard from the heart my nigga Where I come from shit get hard my nigga Solid one hunnid, no fraud my nigga I'm coming out hard, on God my nigga For my kids, I do that bid Bankroll Fresh, I do this big Came on back, the comeback kid I'm in this bitch, to win this shit Six hunnid bands in the projects Looking for a plug in the outlet Bad ass hoe, with some bad ass kids That'll suck a nigga dick for an outfit I ain't got no manners From a long line of niggas That ain't got no standards Feel the pain in my boy When you hear my grammar Young street nigga supposed to Be in the slammer But I made these jammers and it saved my life And I prayed for it By the look of my swag I'm made for it I been trapping all night and all day for it These whips, these chains, I slaved for it I woke up this morning I thank God this morning Smoke me a blunt this morning I swear I'm enjoying every moment Last night I swear I thought I wouldn't make it Last night, shit really got real last night Got on my knees and prayed that I ain't gotta deal to live ya know? Chopper on the seat when I ride through Deadass tell them niggas they can die too Shit, who the fuck them Pussy niggas lied too? I thought a beautiful struggle Would make you cry too If I don't make it to the Top then Ima try to Pull the off the lot and tryna buy two With a bitch tryna see where Ima fly to If she let my nigga hit it Ima try too In the slab, the trunk it open and close All on the block With drivers who open them do's Powder white Like niggas who play with they nose Tell them fuck the hate, they trippin' I get 'em exposed everything is diamonds The rest of me covered in gold If it ain't ABN then why in The fuck would I roll thuggin' by my lone I'm knowing you niggas done told Put you under pressure I'm knowing you niggas will fold If you don't rock like me I'm not your kind If I ever get jammed up, I do my time Thinking you gonna speak for me You out your mind Bitch nigga you do you, you won't do mine Everything I spit Make facts it ain't no rhyme Doing this for time I lost, I can't rewind Nigga, if you cross that line You pay that fine Tell 'em I secured the bag, I'm on my grind I woke up this morning I thank God this morning Countin up doe this morning I swear I'm enjoying every moment Last night Shit I thought I wouldn't make it Last night, shit really got real last night Got on my knees and prayed that I ain't gotta deal to live ya know? Was born to die, dying to live out here Make one bad move you get killed out here Lost a couple real niggas to The feds or they dead I just gotta thank God that I'm still out here Gotta thank God that I'm still out here Gotta thank God that I'm still out here I woke up this morning I thank God this morning Countin up doe this morning I swear I'm enjoying every moment Last night Shit I thought I wouldn't make it Last night, shit really got real last night Got on my knees and prayed that I ain't gotta deal to live ya know?

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