Still (feat. Smino & 6LACK)

Still missin' my lady, still smokin' like crazy Still can't believe this is all real Still spinnin' for DMs Still lovin' these hoes, I still don't really need them I'm still, our life is like a film, set in a different realm I'm still tryna decide how I feel I'm still rough as a rider, I'm still right here beside you I'm still tryna find a beat to She say, "I gotta be still, yeah, I gotta be still Bare a cross right 'cause when Life goin' right then they might wanna re-deal" I say, "I wanna be here, but I got moves to make There's so many people workin' for me nowadays That I don't even know who I pay, okay" I'm still right here beside you, gettin' sick of the costume What's the real world? When you with me, you take off your cool Admittedly, yeah, I do too I know I'm more elusive, but her grip never get looser And that's why I don't wan' lose her Ridin' 'round 90, windows down I get reminded to slow down I get a message, we up now She go down with the boat now I try to be profound, but you could get lost with me I had to leave and put it on hold until you across from me again Still missin' my lady, still smokin' like crazy Still can't believe this is all real Still spinnin' for DMs Still lovin' these hoes, I still don't really need them I'm still, our life is like a film, set in a different realm I'm still tryna decide how I feel I'm still rough as a rider, I'm still right here beside you I'm still tryna find a beat to kill High (high-high-high), high (high) High (just as still) High (high-high-high), high (high) High (just as still) High (high-high-high), high (high) High (uh-uh-uh, mm-mm) I hope you still got, hope you still got And you still got my hoodie Still have my car, still have my wallet Still in that pocket, hope you don't call it Pullin' my card, still where your momma live Right off Parker road it's- Still be callin' to me, she love me still Got a bond still, so what's fuckin' real? Discussion still, if there's somethin' still Love a women still, got my gun inside of the function Still young Shakespeare, no eraser I wrote this verse in stone Sculped the horoscope I'm morse code, still tapped in with your hoe (with your hoe) Smino touch the soul (soul) I change actually when I'm in the booth I eat it like baba ghanoush Right by the lanes and right by the goose I'm really just still into you Still missin' my lady, still smokin' like crazy Still can't believe this is all real Still spinnin' for DMs Still lovin' these hoes, I still don't really need them I'm still, our life is like a film, set in a different realm I'm still tryna decide how I feel I'm still rough as a rider, I'm still right here beside you I'm still tryna find a beat to kill My mother's house, the glue that kept the family together There's nothin' like y'all People moved out of the city and the compact got vacated We were always not more than A half an hour from the house