Icewear Vezzo - Still With Me lyrics

(David Wesson) yeah
6Print you gotta roll to this shit
Yeah 6Print really mean a nigga just
Got a blueprint to the streets
I did it from the 6, though, my way (yeah)
Who still with me, nigga? (yeah)

Bought another piece
This shit get contagious (yeah)
Lifestyle of a street nigga rich and famous
(Street nigga) i was hustlin' with a blind
But I see different angles
Got a plan and rode my own wave
Now we on different pages
(We on different pages)
Left them niggas at the gate
Because they left me starvin' (For real)
Had some people in the way
But I'm blessed regardless (Fuck 'em)
Don't need a motherfuckin' soul
They ain't help me hardly (Nah)
In the field, I was goin' dumb
Now I flex retarded (Flex)
Gotta watch out for them hoes
They be the snakiest (Watch them hoes)
You think them niggas really bros
They just baitin' shit (yeah)
And if you wanna be a champ
You gotta take a risk (Take a risk, nigga)
Want a blessing
But I pray to God or it's a waiting list
(Drank God) finally seen a million dollars
After all this pain (For real)
I finally appreciate the L's
After all this gain (I do, though)
Finally see a little sun after all this rain
Enemies, best friends, and opps
That shit all the same
(It's all the same, though) yeah

Know some crazy shit?
I was ridin' on 94 the other day
Leavin' the Range Rover dealership
Bangin' Nipsey, doin' sixty miles per hour
Real shit doin' sixty miles per hour
Mad as hell 'cause the bitch wouldn't let me
Put it in my company name and shit
But Nip said somethin'
That shit made me think

Yeah, I'm still dealin' with the fact
That I got inner demons (yeah)
I'm still dealin' with the guilt
From my nigga leavin' (GG)
I'm still dealin' with the karma
She come any season (Fuck karma)
Used to ain't have shit to live for
Now I got plenty reasons (Got a lot to live)
Life was fuzzy for a minute
Now it's gettin' clearer (I can see it)
Niggas quick to point the finger
But won't look in mirrors
(Look in the mirror)
They out here killin' real niggas
This shit gettin' serious
(This shit fucked up)
I see broke down, stressin'
Hurt when I look in the mirror (Broke down)
I look my son in the eyes like
"You gon' be a man" (Vito)
"Don't ever let a nigga play you
Gotta feed your fam" (No, son)
My baby cousin caught a body
For a weed a gram (Free lil' cuz)
And I see niggas tellin' all the time
It must be a trend (This shit trendy)
Niggas say they care for me
But they ain't there for me
(They ain't never there)
You ain't gotta check on me
Just say a prayer for me (Pray for me)
I'm in the slums every day, bitch
I ain't never leave (On the 6, nigga)
Fuck the streets, gotta give my family
Up what's left of me, nigga
(Family)

My son had said some crazy shit to
Me the other day, he said, "Daddy
Why you always at work? I'd rather have you
At home than have you at work
We already got enough money"
I said, "What you know about money, nigga?"
He said, "I just know you got enough of it
You can stay home with your babies"
Shit crazy, man
He only four years old, talkin' like that
God bless him
Blessed with a king with some knowledge
That's why we go to college, like I ain't do
Ain't never gotta live like I did
Ayy, what about that time that
I was stayin' on Sanford?
At that crackhouse with them two crackheads
With no lights, no gas, no water
And I was eighteen and shit, grown as fuck
Livin' like that, man
Only person that was there for me was KiKi
Guess where Ki at? She still with me
She still with me