Lyrics Still - ST, 67, Dimzy

Still

Free all my brothers incarcerated
Innocent till proven guilty
TRS I Like This One
Ayy
We bought 18k
VVS diamonds and things that spray
Still on the same estates
My niggas get trappy, get money all day
Still got beef with the opps
And were frying that down, who cares if it’s bait?
Still run from the feds cos a man like me can’t be catching no case
We bought 18k
VVS diamonds and things that spray
Still on the same estates
My niggas get trappy, get money all day
Still got beef with the opps
And were frying that down, who cares if it’s bait?
Still run from the feds cos a man like me can’t be catching no case
I was 15 with a one-pop really tryna scratch of suttin'
Me Maddix and Kiz, three man step, see ten man cuttin'
Free Maddix and Kiz, bro’s locked up and it’s got me stressing
My nigga TT was a PR legend, phone him, he was coming
Anytime we get that drop on them, just know we’re coming
Anytime we sight them opps round there, you know they’re running
If I back this 15 inch, just know a yutes getting blooded
Pints of blood on the floor, looking like the estate got flooded
Got a dotty that holds like two, and we got suttin', holds more than a dozen
These .22 longs won’t do too much, but the 4 head flatters will
Bro bought a 18k right after he bought him a drumstick
But don’t get it twisted, you can still get grabbed if your brown gangs stunting
We bought 18k
VVS diamonds and things that spray
Still on the same estates
My niggas get trappy, get money all day
Still got beef with the opps
And were frying that down, who cares if it’s bait?
Still run from the feds cos a man like me can’t be catching no case
We bought 18k
VVS diamonds and things that spray
Still on the same estates
My niggas get trappy, get money all day
Still got beef with the opps
And were frying that down, who cares if it’s bait?
Still run from the feds cos a man like me can’t be catching no case
We bought 18k
VVS diamonds and things that bang
Original jump out gang
Stand Brix, pop doors, watch everyone scram
Way before .44's in a 4 door
We was push biking with a wap
Before we done UK drill, we drilled the opps, you ask dem man
Still dice man up if I got my chinger
We had dreams of whizzing a foreign
Now we pulling up in foreigns, leg' or dinger
I’m with ST, my driller
Free up Jigga that’s my driller
Stuff that spinner
Drill that nigga
Then put cookie in Rizla
We love war like Hitler
But I hate when these feds wanna mix up
That’s why we do it and keep it quiet
I ain’t in no Chinese Wisper
Peng tings tryna be more than friends
Sorry b, I can’t be your mister
My stack’s nice, but I wish I was way more richer
We bought 18k
VVS diamonds and things that spray
Still on the same estates
My niggas get trappy, get money all day
Still got beef with the opps
And were frying that down, who cares if it’s bait?
Still run from the feds cos a man like me can’t be catching no case
We bought 18k
VVS diamonds and things that spray
Still on the same estates
My niggas get trappy, get money all day
Still got beef with the opps
And were frying that down, who cares if it’s bait?
Still run from the feds cos a man like me can’t be catching no case