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Still Video (MV)




Performed By: Skullyoskully
Language: English
Length: 2:46
Written by: Kennedy De Silva




Skullyoskully - Still Lyrics




My OG told me have patience
Put me on the block on the station
I'm still at top in the basement
I'm still at the top with no placement
I'm still selling rocks to the masons
Still sending shots with the Haitian
Still Michael Myers how I'm pacing
Hop up off the beat with perfect cadence

Still young boy chose the 38 baby
Still tow around with the Glock off safety
Still take a pass boy I feel like tom Brady
Still got the sauce like I slipped up in gravy
Still take a pill so I don't feel so crazy,
Still with the steel, then I steal your lady
Still walk around with the k no cradle
Still got the wrath like a nigga name Hades

Still roll around with the pipey
My main run you down in her nighty
That's wifey, you'll die most likely don't try me
Still do my braids like I'm Riley
Let 10 off still got 90
Cut a big check like I'm Nike
Sprained my wrist so icy
Bullets don't shrink, still mess with your psyche

Damn, hope this 40 don't jam
And I'm selling 9 for a gram
Testing blocks watch a nigga get crammed
If it's beef then it's time to go ham
Hop up out the van
Leave him talking to a Nina
No sir yes ma'am
Leave him talking to a Nina
No sir yes ma'am

Nigga want a feature that's a set up
So I got to keep my head up
And clean off the twin Berettas
I gave them babies no time to develop
I see my stock done went up
Jumped up off the porch from the get up
But the feds still watching
And them niggas still plotting
But MACK said they got me
So we move around with shotties
You know how we rocking
Dimes on me, told Craig that we swapping
Nines on me, time to catch a body
Crimes on me, I can't come to the party

Had to cut some snakes out the circle
Had to put more purple in the purple
I still see the opps in all thermal
Jumped off the porch like hurdles
Strapped up like Steve Urkel
Rolling with nicks at night
Hit the green too much that's a nigga kryptonite
Beefing with the old heads, catch him at the bingo night
Walk with that thing because the cops ain't here tonight
Talking to my old head that's a 38
Nasty butler how I keep a dirty trey
First time he tried me he on the first 48
Hard body hard body, still a sturdy frame
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English

My OG told me have patience
Put me on the block on the station
I'm still at top in the basement
I'm still at the top with no placement
I'm still selling rocks to the masons
Still sending shots with the Haitian
Still Michael Myers how I'm pacing
Hop up off the beat with perfect cadence

Still young boy chose the 38 baby
Still tow around with the Glock off safety
Still take a pass boy I feel like tom Brady
Still got the sauce like I slipped up in gravy
Still take a pill so I don't feel so crazy,
Still with the steel, then I steal your lady
Still walk around with the k no cradle
Still got the wrath like a nigga name Hades

Still roll around with the pipey
My main run you down in her nighty
That's wifey, you'll die most likely don't try me
Still do my braids like I'm Riley
Let 10 off still got 90
Cut a big check like I'm Nike
Sprained my wrist so icy
Bullets don't shrink, still mess with your psyche

Damn, hope this 40 don't jam
And I'm selling 9 for a gram
Testing blocks watch a nigga get crammed
If it's beef then it's time to go ham
Hop up out the van
Leave him talking to a Nina
No sir yes ma'am
Leave him talking to a Nina
No sir yes ma'am

Nigga want a feature that's a set up
So I got to keep my head up
And clean off the twin Berettas
I gave them babies no time to develop
I see my stock done went up
Jumped up off the porch from the get up
But the feds still watching
And them niggas still plotting
But MACK said they got me
So we move around with shotties
You know how we rocking
Dimes on me, told Craig that we swapping
Nines on me, time to catch a body
Crimes on me, I can't come to the party

Had to cut some snakes out the circle
Had to put more purple in the purple
I still see the opps in all thermal
Jumped off the porch like hurdles
Strapped up like Steve Urkel
Rolling with nicks at night
Hit the green too much that's a nigga kryptonite
Beefing with the old heads, catch him at the bingo night
Walk with that thing because the cops ain't here tonight
Talking to my old head that's a 38
Nasty butler how I keep a dirty trey
First time he tried me he on the first 48
Hard body hard body, still a sturdy frame
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Writer: Kennedy De Silva
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