Hester Shawty, Quando Rondo - Still Here lyrics

Fly Melodies
Can't leave the house without my gun
Can’t even trust a nigga can't leave
The house without my gun
Leave the house without my gun c-C-CorMill
Now she won't pick up the phone
I’m tripping can't even walk
I did and he ain't talk

I can't even trust a nigga
Can't leave the house without my gun
Said some shit to my woman
Now she won't pick up the phone
Percocets in my system, I'm trippin'
Can’t even walk
They told me pray to the lord and
I did and he ain’t talk
I'm still here (I’m still here)
I'm still here
I guess it's good I'm still here
(I’m still here) i'm still here


I guess it's good I'm still here
(I'm still here) i'm still here
I guess it's good I'm still here
(I'm still here) i'm still here
I guess it's good I'm still here

See, I done did so many things
Growing up in them trenches
And I done been put inside them
Chains and locked behind them fences
I done went plenty nights for food tell
Me do you know the feeling
Momma struggling, dropped out of school
I had to go and get it
Serving junkies for pennies and quarters
Trying to stack it to the ceiling
Steady dreaming 'bout the suburbs from my
Window of that project building
Got on my knees prayed to the lord that
One day I could touch a fucking million
Live by the gun die by the sword
Gotta keep a gun can't let nobody kill me
Goin' before my time up I still fear
Be in a shootout but my gun jammed
Thank the lord I'm still here
Niggas be rapping 'bout that life but
They don't live how we live
I feel like I'm on my third strike, no
They don't feel how we feel
And if it come down to the come down
I know they ain't gone keep it real
Livin' life on run while tryna
Chase a dollar bill
In the city where I'm from
I swear you gotta keep a steel
I swear one false move, that'll get
Ya ass killed for real, yeah

I can't even trust a nigga
Can't leave the house without my gun
Said some shit to my woman
Now she won't pick up the phone
Percocets in my system, I'm trippin'
Can't even walk
They told me pray to the lord and
I did and he ain't talk
I'm still here (I'm still here)
I'm still here
I guess it's good I'm still here
(I'm still here) i'm still here
I guess it's good I'm still here
(I'm still here) i'm still here
I guess it's good I'm still here
(I'm still here) i'm still here
I guess it's good I'm still here

Stop all that cappin' 'cause that
Ain't how you built, lil' nigga
He tried to rob me and he
Got hit with a missile
And I ain't trusting no nigga so
I sleep wit' a pistol
Plenty times I done prayed and I
Ain't hear from the nigga
Back to back in my feelings this
Knotty head help wit' healing
Depression entering my system and it
Fuck with my senses
My momma made sure I was full
But my pockets were empty started trappin'
My first thousand dollars felt like a million
And I done cried 'bout Do'Shea don't
Give a fuck 'bout a ho
Fucked it up with Breanna so she
Can get what she want
I can't trip on my sisters
Know they worried 'bout they brother
Dreamin' 'bout that gated property in
The hills for my mother
Bora bora with my brothers
I can't live normal
I just took another pill and
It done transformed me
And my girl won't touch the phone
Guess she still ignoring
I'm still here, a nigga living
Guess I'm thankful for it

I can't even trust a nigga
Can't leave the house without my gun
Said some shit to my woman
Now she won't pick up the phone
Percocets in my system, I'm trippin'
Can't even walk
They told me pray to the lord and
I did and he ain't talk
I'm still here (I'm still here)
I'm still here
I guess it's good I'm still here
(I'm still here) i'm still here
I guess it's good I'm still here
(I'm still here) i'm still here
I guess it's good I'm still here
(I'm still here) i'm still here
I guess it's good I'm still here