Love You Still Lyrics

Me myself and I

Me myself and god

20 bottles of wine on the counter

We been thru a lot

I kno bitches wanna be you

You don't flex at all

We only FaceTime

We don't text at all

I ran thru em all

I think you best of all

My niggas in the trenches

They love audemar

Keep a pole under the seats of all they favorite cars

I stayed to Myself

I kno I'd be a star

I stayed to myself I knew I'd be star

She jus wanna family

No extra shit

Never question any blessings

Your perception off

What I seen gave me a cold heart

She upped my temperature

How you say you gyalis

Fuck the bitches in ya section first

Brodie need more pints

So I just text the nurse

The pain in my eyes

See it through my smile

Stick to me like glue

Guess you ride or die

Glocky on his hip

He Thinkin do or die

I might only hit once gotta Change her life

I'm in her spine

I might only live once I gotta do it right

Most niggas pretend

This really who I am

Just cuz I call you when I'm drunk don't mean I love you still

Just because I tell you I wanna son don't mean I love you still

Just because I choke you when I fuck you

Don't mean I love you still

Just because I let you stay till morning don't mean I love you still

Just because I told you I would fly you to my city

Don't mean I love you bitch

Uhh-ohhh ohh

Keep couple clips

Keep a couple slips

Keep receipts cuz bitches love to trip

If you really got the gift

It's never hit or miss

If you really got the gift

It's never hit or miss

Learned the hard way

Money over bitches

Never compromise

Spread sheet numbers I would finalize

What if this our dying times

You said I could buy your heart

I can't put a price on mine

Hope I see my Niggas at the finish line

Most my niggas finish pints

And free lil pint

Keep my brothers in my prayers

If they wrong or right

Hope I'm in my mothers prayers

She gave me more than life

Hope I'm my mothers prayers

She gave me more than life

Think I'll live forever

My soul to Devine

Me myself and I

Me myself and god

20 bottles of wine on the counter

We been thru a lot

I kno bitches wanna be you

You don't flex at all

We only FaceTime

We don't text at all

I ran thru em all

I think you best of all

My niggas in the trenches

They love audemar

Keep a pole under the seats of all they favorite cars

I stayed to Myself

I kno I'd be a star