NoCap - Still Me (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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NoCap - Still Me (en) Lyrics
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If they really had love,
they would've showed me
They hate what I'm doin' now, they
would love to see the old me
If I gotta go back to jail,
I know my family straight
If I gotta go back to jail, I
know my lawyer paid (Ayy)
I burn this money, burn this fame,
I'll still be the same nigga
Take off this watch, take off this chain,
I'll still be the same nigga
Ayy, came home from jail, took
rappin' serious, I had
to make my own decision
He prolly ain't fuckin' with me 'cause
he know he ain't fuckin' with me
In the booth right now, I'm
off a pill, if I ain't do
nothin', I kept it real
My heart'll prolly get
me killed (Ayy, ayy)
Permanent, this ain't no grill, sometimes
I wish that C-Lo lived
Sometimes I wish that Fred
was here (Ayy, ayy)
Crawford still up seven years, Lil
Joe had come home from a year
I told him it was up from here (Ayy)
She wanted Percocets,
I gave her all Xans
They tried to hold me back,
but it was God-planned
Hate the position that I'm
in, they sayin' anything
It was far away, I didn't see it,
I watched the closest change
They prolly just rappin', I really
got niggas in the can
They prolly just rappin', I really
got some dead friends (Ayy)
I'm cryin' fire, feel like
my tears burnin'
Know the streets got rules,
how the hell you turnin'?
Tell the opps I got some paper, I hope
that they don't make me spend it
Trap house, it was vacant, we
still got some paper in it
Same conversation, just
different locations
When it's smoke, don't leave a witness,
we just leavin' shell casings
Not on the mic, then I'm in the hood
With all my jewelry on
and my pockets full
Totin' poles, not the
ones come from Magic
I made it out, I know the
devil thought he had me
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