Trapstarr - I'm Still

I could've had it in my palm turn you to an angel
Really live backwards, I'm not even evil
I guess what's the word these days
They turning on you cause you made it cause cause really getting paid

Sometimes you get a life and other times you just might lose it
Over something stupid
Yeah, wrapped up in a body bag you can miss a lot
Whole life taken away by a bullet shot

Shawty got it popping off, how she workin' it
She taking off the secrets, I'm not quite sure what her name is

Stick up to my side, but I won't let it blow
Cream it up for fun, looking like a cooking show
If money equals problems then you better give me mo
I step up to the plate, steak le'alamo

Stick up to my side, but I won't let it blow
Cream it up for fun, looking like a cooking show
If money equals problems then you better give me mo
I step up to the plate steak le'alamo

If it ain't love then what do you call it
Doing something wrong gon' cause a heartache
We got cups o' the ice to the sky
You know we ring 'em and you know we do it for the night

You don' switched up on me, I don switched up figures
You chasing with traitors, I'm chasing with my niggas.
Mary blue jeans & Margiela black jackets
Told my sins but I still got bad habits

There's no delay when she tryna get with me
She see my diamonds, baby you're the missing piece
But you ain't loyal so you know we gotta part ways
You getting stuck up in your potholes this ain't your lane

But baby I ain't with the drama
Baby I ain't with the drama
I ain't with the drama
Baby I ain't with the drama
Baby I ain't with the drama
No I ain't with the drama
Baby I ain't with the drama
Baby I ain't with the drama

Written by:
Tshifhiwa Makhode

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