Rod Wave - And I Still lyrics
Rod Wave [Rodarius Marcell Green] Saint Petersburg, Florida, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Rod Wave - And I Still lyrics]
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(Tre made this beat) uh, uh
I ain't felt this way in a minute, uh, uh
I just blew the roof through the ceiling, uh
I just woke up to another million, uh
Finally made my way out of the trenches
and I still'll
Take a brick and break a brick
And get it gone, yeah
(yeah) take a bitch and break a
Bitch and send her home, yeah
(What else?)
'Bout my brothers, you in trouble
They right or they wrong, yeah
(What else?) all that I know, yeah
(What else?) , murder she wrote, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Oh yeah)
Uh, yeah, yeah, uh okay
Gang-gang forever, I'ma die for my respect
Uh say my name, whatever, get you
Popped through a text, uh
Hundred K or better
I just wrapped it 'round my neck
Johnny Dang, king of bling
I just went fucked up a check
On the road doin' shows
Comin' to your city next
Bunch of bottom boy survivors, we a
Long way from the 'jects, uh
Hit my knees
I'm thanking God I finally get to flex
Reminisce about hard times right before
I board a jet
And who need a stylist when you
Got all this money pilin'?
All it took was guidance, a young nigga
But far from childish me and Lil J gon' get
Them loads, get 'em gone, and then rewind it
He sold four hundred P's and brought
Back eight hundred thousand, yeah, yeah
I ain't felt this way in a minute, uh, uh
I just blew the roof through the ceiling, uh
I just woke up to another million, uh
Finally made my way out of the trenches
And I still'll take a brick and break a
Brick and get it gone, yeah
Take a bitch and break a
Bitch and send her home, yeah
'Bout my brothers, you in trouble
They right or they wrong, yeah
All that I know, yeah, murder she wrote, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah uh, yeah, yeah, uh
Okay (Uh)
What else? Uh what else? Uh
What else? Uh, uh, yeah
(Tre made this beat) uh, uh
I ain't felt this way in a minute, uh, uh
I just blew the roof through the ceiling, uh
I just woke up to another million, uh
Finally made my way out of the trenches
and I still'll
Take a brick and break a brick
And get it gone, yeah
(yeah) take a bitch and break a
Bitch and send her home, yeah
(What else?)
'Bout my brothers, you in trouble
They right or they wrong, yeah
(What else?) all that I know, yeah
(What else?) , murder she wrote, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Oh yeah)
Uh, yeah, yeah, uh okay
Gang-gang forever, I'ma die for my respect
Uh say my name, whatever, get you
Popped through a text, uh
Hundred K or better
I just wrapped it 'round my neck
Johnny Dang, king of bling
I just went fucked up a check
On the road doin' shows
Comin' to your city next
Bunch of bottom boy survivors, we a
Long way from the 'jects, uh
Hit my knees
I'm thanking God I finally get to flex
Reminisce about hard times right before
I board a jet
And who need a stylist when you
Got all this money pilin'?
All it took was guidance, a young nigga
But far from childish me and Lil J gon' get
Them loads, get 'em gone, and then rewind it
He sold four hundred P's and brought
Back eight hundred thousand, yeah, yeah
I ain't felt this way in a minute, uh, uh
I just blew the roof through the ceiling, uh
I just woke up to another million, uh
Finally made my way out of the trenches
And I still'll take a brick and break a
Brick and get it gone, yeah
Take a bitch and break a
Bitch and send her home, yeah
'Bout my brothers, you in trouble
They right or they wrong, yeah
All that I know, yeah, murder she wrote, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah uh, yeah, yeah, uh
Okay (Uh)
What else? Uh what else? Uh
What else? Uh, uh, yeah