Don Da Menace - Still The Don

F.T.S, Falling Toward Success
In case you ain't know, now you know
I tell them I swear, I try to tell them man
They ain't wanna listen, now they see me getting better man
Getting cheddar man
As da young mouse that I am still getting wiser, getting bolder
Switching flows like da weather man
Can I say they jealous man
I'm tryna get my pockets fat too, something Precious like a good fella man
I'm still da Don, still da one, still da mob but you can't steal my gun
I make it pop like it was bubble gum
Don't you dare try to run then again I think it's clear I already won
I'm ahead of my time, already prepping for my son
I get ahead with my rhymes, you think this song already done but I just started
Young nigga tryna get it money be da target
Get it one way and flip it all like an omelette
Da block hot like a comet
Make sure you making your profit cause either way da haters gonna be da ones you adopted
Regardless if you not wanted, I guarantee you gon' spot it
Phony niggas only running your pockets, stop it
lets sweep da dust under da carpet
Matter fact your bitch gave me some head since we keeping things solid
I always been honest, I'm keeping things modest
I'm fucking da hottest, just contradicting what I said
Fuck it, I'm da best artist, but back on da topic
My mind always at it's sharpest, repeating myself to my fanbase get at its largest
I'm tryna be da finest
But I'm not a detective, I can't always spot da obvious
Why you tryna make it complicated, just tell me you want da dick
And I can get it situated, pussy penetrated
Get infatuated by da things I'm saying
If you think I'm playing, we can get to mating
Get da dick you taking, not gon' keep you waiting girl
What's with da hol' up
Hoping you a smoker, let me teach you how to roll up
I'm hoping you a drinker, let me show you how to pour up
Cause this liquor got me leaning, it got me nowhere near sober
And I'm looking for a reason to finally get me some closure
Cause this shit just got me fiending, I'm fiending for that exposure
But I'm still da don, still da one, and we still da mob
Can't steal my gun, I make it pop like it was bubble gum
Still da one, still da don, and we still da bomb
Can't steal my guns, nigga
Back to da hustle just to deal with da struggle
Lost my father in time, now I just talk to my uncle
Told me do what I want, long as I stay out of trouble
Cause niggas know I'm da don, I put da mob on a couple
F.T.S be da squad and we come out da jungle
And you know I got my niggas, I'm remaining at humble
And if you see when I stumble, battle royal, its a rumble
I guess these niggas didn't know that I was gonna rebuttal
And then I went for da fumble, I scored and got me a double
Double whopper with McFlurry, man, you know that's da couple
From da hood like a nigga should, with da bag of goods
And you know a nigga could, cause you know he got da goods with him
No need to be pussy if you good with him
Yeah, I be da don, still got da hood in him
And if you acting foolish, I'ma show you how I do it
I'ma call a fucking hit and get right back into my music
Still da don, still da one, yea we still da mob
Can't steal my guns, I make it pop like it was bubble gum
Still da don, still da one, yea we still da mob
Can't steal my guns, nigga
Still da don, still da one, yea we still da mob
Can't steal my guns, I make it pop like it was bubble gum
Still da don, still da one, yea we still da mob
You already know da rest, nigga

Written by:
Dontae Cochran

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