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letra de still on track - iso indies

[intro: dillmatic]
iso
yeah
‘matic, just walk with us
conchez, talk with us (yo, yo, yo)
see, we be paintin’ pictures and we be writin’ scriptures
write, write, write, write (write)
haha, you know, yeah, uh, uh

[verse 1: dillmatic]
we was in the heights, og tried to sell me cartiers
with my crown, we some kings like a card in solitaire
stickin’ to the script, that’s what got us here
if you in the way, we steppin’ down like a barber chair
we was all downstairs, marley vibes ‘til the smoke were clear
nephew came in, told him,“boy, yo, go upstairs”
this ain’t for the kids, yeah, cover ears
had to put in order all of my fears, now when i step out, i be well prepared (ah)
[verse 2: conchezyout]
yo
pop out anywhere, yeah, we was never scared, yeah
we was everywhere, yeah, but you was never there
people love to compare us, yeah, but we just never care
we just always did our thing, every year we took the stairs
back when dill ain’t have a bed, we will always volunteer
know we young pioneers, yeah, they see us switchin’ gears
we some future billionaires, reppin’ brooklyn everywhere
so it’s r.i.p to pop, they know the smoke will never clear, word

[chorus]
still on track, never off the trail (never off)
always bounce back, yeah, we still prevail (bounce back)
got our weight up, now we tip the scales (weight up)
now we way up and we livin’ well (way up)
all we do is win, they wanna see us fail (all we do)
me and dill, back to back like we chip and dale (back to back)
now the prices goin’ up in the ticket sales (goin’ up)
all we do is show and prove, we don’t kiss and tell(all we do)

[verse 3: dillmatic]
hand to your lip, we honorin’ the code
i’m known to go beast, can’t compete when i’m in that mode
catch me in a bubble, move snuggle, for the winter cold
corner stories and they all posted where the liquor sold (uh-huh?)
forties and shorties, h.n.i.c (rrr)
we move with aggression, learn lessons in that nyc (yeah)
i’m from where you see a baddie, you just say “beneke”
bumpin’ hov in the club and i ain’t need no id
[verse 4: conchezyout]
uh, they ain’t think we make it, they had no idea
we just keep it comin’ like it’s diarrhea
posted in them gallerias, always been them overseers
yeah-yeah
price goin’ up like a slice in the pizzeria, uh
back when we was managed by the homie pierre
went from overlooked to overbook and now they never see us, word
here i go again like it’s mama mia, flyin’ out to jay, ay, ’bout to stay in ocho rios

[chorus: dillmatic, conchezyout]
still on track, never off the trail (still on track)
always bounce back, yeah, we still prevail (bounced back)
got our weight up, now we tip the scales (got our weight)
now we way up and we livin’ well (now we way)
all we do is win, they wanna see us fail (all we do)
me and dill, back to back like we chip and dale (back to back)
now the prices goin’ up in the ticket sales (now they are)
all we do is show and prove, we don’t kiss and tell (all we do)

[outro: iso indies]
we don’t kiss and tell (all we do)
ay, yeah (iso), uh (indies), you al-ready-know-that-it-is-go-in’-down (yeah, jharee)
(on the beat, yeah, yeah) don’t, don’t … around
shout out trev’
he the best (iso)

- iso indies

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