TFE Sheedo - Still That

And I'm still that nigga, yeah, the one they hate
I gon' still reach where I going, even if it late
I still around, I just moving 'round without a trace
Heavy dro' messing with my vision, feel like I got maced
And she fiending for Lil Sheedo, she just want a taste
I can't put pressure on too much so I just can't chase
Scared money don't make no money so it just got to make
And I still fiending for my lick back in the worst way
Shawty try play me like a game, but I'm not Triple H
They try freak me out low-key, but I ain't watching face
How you trying to be for the guys then try to be my bae
How you want features for free, you know that you got to pay
I took the hate, used it for fuel to go harder
They making big moves but they ain't moving smarter
Ain't need no friends, because I got me regardless
And when I die I'm dying lit, like Playboi Carti
Whole lot of red, if you playing 'round the family
Ten steps ahead, so it's impossible to jam me
Drill time make the beat, but I get it through Mani
We set some trends, they copy, feel like Sosa, shout-out Ashli
Remember all that time, they was looking past me
Now, they put me up in rankings and they thinking it ain't lasting
Hungry for the top spot from a jit, like I was fasting
Soon as you do me wrong, that bond get sent to the past tense
You say you real dawg, I just looking at your actions
It don't even add up, I don't get why niggas capping
Think I forget, but when we catch up, I gon' mash him
Catch up with certain boy them, he getting hit for damage
And I'm still that nigga, yeah, the one they hate
I gon' still reach where I going, even if it late
I still around, I just moving 'round without a trace
Heavy dro' messing with my vision, feel like I got maced
And she fiending for Lil Sheedo, she just want a taste
I can't put pressure on too much so I just can't chase
Scared money don't make no money so it just got to make
And I still fiending for my lick back in the worst way
Booted when I step, feel like Timberlands sponsor me
She ask if I really love her, I told her possibly
Could peep the hate, but I ain't tripping, shake it off of me
Got to hit you up later, because the check calling me
Cool, calm and collected, but you'd get write off if you bother me
Niggas mad to see me up, but I just keep on going forward
Pressure hit some of these niggas and now they all paused up
On the internet, they talking wreck, when we buck, all stalled up
Your big homie tell you slide, and ain't get no money for your lawyer
Now you jam up in the cell, can't get a call from your mother
Shit so crazy, dude wasn't even a athlete
Coincidental, when we saw him, it was a track meet
Say he gon' do this and that, but he walking past me
Done been on that job, looking for him, he ain't clocking in
They always say if you ain't get haters, you ain't popping
Can't pay these jokers no mind, 'cause they only talking shit
They hype up the beef up, when it stir up, they playing possum
Cheaper to leave her, after I done, I just toss her
I love my niggas for life, I would never cross 'em
Crazy how them niggas was before us, now we lost 'em
Give niggas the recipe, come back and switch the sauce up
They trying to follow up, but they getting crossed up
We take some L's, but we gon' get it back regardless
But, we gon' get it back regardless
And I'm still that nigga, yeah, the one they hate
I gon' still reach where I going, even if it late
I still around, I just moving 'round without a trace
Heavy dro' messing with my vision, feel like I got maced
And she fiending for Lil Sheedo, she just want a taste
I can't put pressure on too much so I just can't chase
Scared money don't make no money so it just got to make
And I still fiending for my lick back in the worst way

Written by:
Rasheed Dewar

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