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still - grindhard e lyrics

[intro]
(enrgy made this one)
yeah, alright

[chorus]
i done drunk all my drank, got me fiendin’
exotic ‘bows in the crib got the whole house reekin’
i was bored, so i went to the ‘set to shop at neiman’s
just bought a new draco, been waitin’ to use it, give me a reason
i’ve been doin’ good, but i ain’t gon’ lie, i been fightin’ demons
a lot done changed from my past, but my phone steady ringin’
we still ride with dirty straps that ain’t legal
i still f*ck with the same group of n*ggas, i ain’t leave ’em

[verse]
if you ain’t get the picture yet, i ain’t changed up
the only thing changed is the fame and my pape’ up
give me a ‘script of ninety pills, i might sell ’em all and take one
right now i’m smokin’ [?][0:34] yes, i still f*ck with a1
five different flavors in this blunt, this b*tch potent
i ain’t even hit the blunt twice, got me chokin’
i got ten grams stuffed in this fronto leaf
you have to pop a pill or do some dope, you think you high as me
a deuce of morton in this twenty*once got me fightin’ my sleep
the last n*gga that was actin’ tough, had him coppin’ a plea
lookin’ at surveillance cameras, i don’t watch tv
i’m protected by g*o*d and this glock on me
[?][0:57]
i got a b*tch that’s a taurus, no astrology
i’ll tell a n*gga, “f*ck you, go and die” with no apology
you wanna beef with me, you better go and get your b*tch [?] ready
hopped off the porch at sixteen, i was never scared
graduated at eighteen, after that, i was servin’ sherry
before they had exotic weed, i was smokin’ larry
yeah, i still keep the best weed
i’m still hustlin’, only difference, now i don’t deal with dope fiends
i’m still drinkin’ lean and still won’t buy it if it ain’t got no codeine
i’m still smokin’ out the ‘bow and pourin’ pints, hope i don’t od
still in the hood, so this chain on my neck is a trophy
still always remember what my mama told me
i’ll never steal, but i’ll take your sh*t, well, that’s the old me
i’ll steel on a p*ssy*ass n*gga that try to hold me
yeah, i think you get the picture now
i don’t give a f*ck where i’m at, see somethin’ fishy, i’m whippin’ pistol out
asked my nephew if he had that b*tch on him, he whipped nickel out
spin the block, see an opp walkin’ in the crib, i might riddle the house
[chorus]
i done drunk all my drank, got me fiendin’
exotic ‘bows in the crib got the whole house reekin’
i was bored, so i went to the ‘set to shop at neiman’s
just bought a new draco, been waitin’ to use it, give me a reason
i’ve been doin’ good, but i ain’t gon’ lie, i been fightin’ demons
a lot done changed from my past, but my phone steady ringin’
we still ride with dirty straps that ain’t legal
i still f*ck with the same group of n*ggas, i ain’t leave ’em

- grindhard e lyrics

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