We Still Here Man on a mission Ill disposition Thats the way a nigga livin Looks like I spent my days out fishin Never underestimate the vision Listen Roll through the city like I wont lose Hard to get around when your hearts so heavy So I choose to sing blues from a brand new Chevy Stack into the ceiling And I wont look back Put it on a line for my family Thats a fact Call up my partners and they got my back Flow so tight that its never off track I tried to overcome all my obstacles Theres so much in life you cannot control So I just close my eyes and let go Tell me what more do you want? Ive been givin everything I got Lets take a shot To the fact that were still here Blow so many along the way I can pour out liquor all day long Thats why I write these songs Tell me what more do you want? Ive been givin everything I got Lets take a shot To the fact that were still here Blow so many along the way I can pour out liquor all day long Thats why I write these songs Just for you And you too if you could read light Hundred miles speed on the free way Yeah I live life without an E break I feel in love with free silence I never divorced it In a car heading down to a funeral Ugly thing on a day so beautiful This is a shame cause weirdness is usual No bank account You can hit me on a bank pall I wanna say that Im okay now Put my bank down since I came out And you not Tell me what more do you want? Ive been givin everything I got Lets take a shot To the fact that were still here Blow so many along the way I can pour out liquor all day long Thats why I write these songs Tell me what more do you want? Ive been givin everything I got Lets take a shot To the fact that were still here Blow so many along the way I can pour out liquor all day long Thats why I write these songs Just for you Momma said: look how big you are Wish your grandfather could have seen you get this far Hed be proud Pour some liquor out for my dogs On my 2 feet Im trying to deal with this fame and loss Critical thing can happen Were just stayin alive You ain't real You be playin' the sides You would sell your soul for money and attention With a day on the job Come on But in fact were still here Tell the world just to come home And switch gears It aint hard to keep it real so chill If you aint ready Why youre tryin to play in the field? Were workin to get here with confidence Shorty can say it for real But Im here for the world Nigga pass the mic Drama, drama with an innocent shot Wht more do you want? Ive given everything that I got Tell me what more do you want? Ive been givin everything I got Lets take a shot To the fact that were still here Blow so many along the way I can pour out liquor all day long Thats why I write these songs Tell me what more do you want? Ive been givin everything I got Lets take a shot To the fact that were still here Blow so many along the way I can pour out liquor all day long Thats why I write these songs Just for you

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