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Still
Hip-Hop/Rap
Still was released on June 19, 2026 by Kasper Gem as a part of the album Still - Single
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Release DateJune 19, 2026
LabelKasper Gem
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kasper Gem
Kasper Gem
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaylon Yates
Jaylon Yates
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Maki Adams
Maki Adams
Producer

Lyrics

Saint Gem
I don't know
Anxious, I put Dolce's on my face
I don't even like this place
I don't give a fuck when I drive, all the curbs I scrape
Car ain't even got no plate
She fell in love in the backseat without asking
Baby, that's tragic, my bad
Everything I do, I do it with passion, didn't mean to mess with your head
I don't know who's to my left, left
I don't know who's to my right, right
Cover my eyes, Dolce Gabbana, I'm out for the night, oh
I gotta hold my breath, damn, my chest feel tight
I stay gettin' high, she stay bein' worried, I told her, "I'm alright"
Damn, I just told a lie, huh
I cannot fuck with no low life, huh
They tried to stop me, it's more life to you
Now I feel alive in the sunlight (Whoa)
I can't stop you don't realize, do you?
I know it hurt, what it feel like? (Whoa)
I love when it hurts when you say that
I'm getting nervous just thinking 'bout it
Baby, I'm working go build your body
Baby, I'm working go build your body
Bae, I'm not worried 'bout anybody
Yeah, I'm worried 'bout pushing a Maserati
Yeah, I hop out the whip like a fighter pilot (Yeah)
Huh, hm, I'm getting higher, come and try it
If you really want it come and buy it
Anxious, I put Dolce's on my face
I don't even like this place
I don't give a fuck when I drive, all the curbs I scrape
Car ain't even got no plate
She fell in love in the backseat without asking
Baby, that's tragic, my bad
Everything I do, I do it with passion, didn't mean to mess with your head
I don't know who's to my left, left
I don't know who's to my right, right
Cover my eyes, Dolce Gabbana, I'm out for the night, oh
I gotta hold my breath, damn, my chest feel tight
I stay gettin' high, she stay bein' worried, I told her, "I'm alright"
Still get anxious though, but
Not scared of the money, fasho, whoa (Ain't that)
In life, I only fear God (He made us)
Yeah, I know that it shows (Can't fake that)
Still get anxious though
I'm mistaken for something that's so cold
You can't break me, you is not bold enough
Can't break, uh—yeah, whoa
Written by: Jaylon Yates
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