| Yeah
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| Still gettin' hate, but my mind so still
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| Still right here, standin' up real still
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| Still love the game more than points, yeah, still
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| Still got a hunger like I'm tryna steal
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| Ooh (Yeah, fuck y'all), still (Still here, bitch)
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| Ooh (Yeah), still (Come on, listen, yeah)
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| Still got my publishing plus my masters (I do)
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| Anything else is just fuckin' backwards (It is)
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| Bad bitches fall in love with bum rappers
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| Girl, you got finessed, I can't fuck after
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| 'Cause what would that make me?
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| If I pay you attention, what would that pay me?
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| I need AEG to send me eighty B's
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| I need to not get pulled over by APD, damn
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| Still gettin' hate, but my mind so still (Yeah)
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| Still right here, standin' up real still (Still)
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| Still love the game more than points, yeah, still (Yup)
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| Still got a hunger like I'm tryna steal
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| Ooh (Yeah, fuck y'all), still (Still here, bitch)
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| Ooh (Yeah), still (Let me talk my shit, come on, come on, yeah)
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| Still don't care about expenditures (Nah)
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| Mailbox money, Tunecore, ten figures (M's)
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| Ten bitches mad at me, I'm downplayin' (I am)
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| Your whole life is my down payment (Sheesh)
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| My house maintenance could buy your last name (Hah)
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| Known in the city like I sold out Chastain (Big time)
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| Go by Russ, I don't need a rap name (I don't)
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| I'm down to fuck up, I don't need to pass blame (Come on)
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| Drunk off my life 'til the point that I pass out (Yeah)
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| Still rollin' dice all night 'til I cash out (Yeah)
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| Bettin' on me, I'm the dealer, I'm the stacked house
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| North Carolina to Atlanta, Jerry Stackhouse
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| Your dream girl's here, I'm 'bout to blow her back out
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| Your dream world's here, you just never pulled the map out
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| But I did, I'm findin' that I should be cool
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| Let them act up, play themselves, be a fool, yeah, I'm still
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| Still gettin' hate, but my mind so still (Yeah)
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| Still right here, standin' up real still (Still)
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| Still love the game more than points, yeah, still (Yup)
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| Still got a hunger like I'm tryna steal
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| Ooh (Yeah, fuck y'all), still (Still here, bitch)
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| Ooh (Yeah), still (Come on)
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| Plaques in the mail, shout out UPS
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| You be mad, that's 'cause you be stressed
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| Haha, yeah |