Im Still

It's provocative. It's the gang.

Sheesh! She got me livin' like my last, with those looks to kill.

Pengame, to the end game, writin' books for real.

Roots in the sticks, but I'm residing where the crooks will chill.

Uncle in the kitchen, sneakin' samples as they cook the meal.

I do this rap shit tor the culture, I'mma start movement.

We get them people out they seats, like Stella they be groovin'.

Back to the bars, I never took that damn vacation.

We throw punches like a title fight, So they just keep on hatin'.

She got me livin' like my last, with those looks to kill.

Pengame, to the end game, writin' books for real.

Roots in the sticks, but I'm residing where the crooks will chill.