Still Here

Album: Views (2016)
Charted: 40
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  • Doin' well, dawg
    Yeah, me and all my
    Yeah, me
    Yeah

    Me and all my niggas doin' well, doin' well, dawg
    You not from the city, I could tell, I could tell, dawg
    Did it, did it, did it by myself, by myself, dawg
    Blew up and I'm in the city still, I'm still here, dawg

    How did I finesse all of this shit from Jane and Weston?
    Girls all in my bed and they don't trip off first impressions
    Girls all in your bed and they just ask a hunnid questions
    I can't fuck with you no more 'cause you be actin' extra
    Do your favorite rapper like my son, like my son though
    Nothing mutual about my funds, 'bout my funds though
    All you niggas fightin' over crumbs, where the bread at?
    How they feel about you where you're from, where your bed at?
    I don't need no pill to speak my mind, I don't need that
    I make people pay me for my time, yeah, I need that
    And I see your girl like all the time, all the time though
    I can't tell you if she's yours or mine, but I do know

    Me and all my niggas doin' well, doin' well, dawg
    You not from the city, I could tell, I could tell, dawg
    Did it, did it, did it by myself, by myself, dawg
    Blew up and I'm in the city still, I'm still here, dawg

    Oh, and I'm back, dawg
    Oh, you just went and turned your back, dawg
    I thought that we were family
    You showed me that we can't be
    I gotta talk to God even though he isn't near me
    Based on what I got, it's hard to think that he don't hear me
    Hittin' like that 30 on my jersey man I'm gifted
    Whole lot of 6's but I'm still like
    Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah
    Six point star, Lion of the Judah
    All my niggas ain't off rockin' Gucci
    One do it then we all gotta do it
    Got the key, and now the doors open and we all goin' through it
    Whole city at your head for the boy
    I ain't even gotta call no one for it

    Me and all my niggas doin' well, doin' well, dawg
    You not from the city, I could tell, I could tell, dawg
    Did it, did it, did it by myself, by myself, dawg
    Blew up and I'm in the city still, I'm still

    Wow, all praise to the most high up Writer/s: Aubrey Drake Graham, Jahmar Carter, Maneesh Bidaye, Noah James Shebib
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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