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Still
662
Hip-Hop/Rap
Still was released on October 24, 2025 by MNRK Records LP as a part of the album Still - Single
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Release DateOctober 24, 2025
LabelMNRK Records LP
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Warhol.SS
Warhol.SS
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zahir Myles
Zahir Myles
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Deejay Lowery
Deejay Lowery
Producer
Dilla illa
Dilla illa
Mixing Engineer
Kev "No Credit" Spencer
Kev "No Credit" Spencer
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Where the hell you been at DJ? Hmm?
Hmm, Hey, Play y'all raw like Mike Van Cleven
I came with this bitch with sauce
Hide them out, I used to wing it
Both feet, I step on shit
Bro got blocks and pressing kicks
Broke-minded pessimist
I can't be dude, I'm stretching shit
I remember times I was on my last
Still that **** been putting up cash
When he get older, starting to mow them stuff in the wall
I kill the stash, Draft ball and I build a skill
I be putting up shots still
See my face, they know it's trill
I up the hundred, gave bro the chills
Treat this rap shit like sports
I'm making low, same touch the court
Private islands no resorts
I'm playing the villain in cap shorts
Can't see too many come through the spot
It's too much work they making it hot
Run that script put em in the pot
I'm whipping gumbo like fat fox
You in the mind it ain't no ops
Get it up with me start having knots
Chest shot, leg shot
See number red he screaming stop
I got fashion, rock my jersey
Hold like a Chauncey mixed with Khalees
Feed the killers, they Jeepers creep
He hunt for souls and he can't eat
I oversee this shit like Zeus
I'm rich junkie, but I ain't rude
Pull my cup like Bootsy Boo
I catch you for it when I'm on juice
Three for one, bro, cut the stooges
Martian made, I'm Wayne's student
Take my losses like my wins
But I hate losing. I overdo it
Hmm, Hey
Play y'all raw like Mike Van Cleven
I came with this bitch with sauce
Hide them out, I used to wing it
Both feet, I step on shit
Bro got blocks and pressing kicks
Broke-minded pessimist
I can't be dude, I'm stretching shit
I remember times I was on my last
Still that **** been putting up cash
When he get older, starting to mow them stuff in the wall
I kill the stash, Draft ball and I build a skill
I be putting up shots still
See my face, they know it's trill
I up the hundred, gave bro the chills
Written by: Zahir Myles
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