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letra de still here - lil bean

[intro]
(mm, e- elii)
they feel the pain in my music, play it in them jails

[verse 1]
can’t n0body do that time, boy you by yourself
ain’t n0body on the phone, ain’t n0body mail
right now they got you on hold, watch them b-tches bail
that was your partner in the ‘raq, but watch that n-gga tell
momma called, got me worried, pains in her chest
right when i think i got it covered, it’s some more to stress, huh
momma, she say, “son, do your very best”, huh
i got n-ggas down foul, they just play with tecs
feel like i’m drivin’ with no hands on the steering wheel
push the sport, i’mma run me up like ten mil’
n-ggas bugs, had us wipe ’em off the windshield
i got n-ggas in the grave and the pen’ still, huh
and no matter what they say, i’mma win still, huh
i can’t even write it down, get the pen [?], huh
n-ggas grown, they don’t even know how ten feel, huh
duce five, he ain’t simmons but this big k!ll

[chorus]
i got n-ggas who ain’t livin’ but they still here, huh
long as i’m takin’ breath, standin’ still here, huh
i fell down so many times, but i’m still here, huh
we ain’t have no unc [?], uncle phil’s here, huh
miss the thugs, know they wishin’ for a great life, huh
i be pourin’ champagne on they grave sites, huh
n-ggas tryna ride waves, with these great whites, huh
seen them n-ggas but he froze, he got stage fright
[verse 2]
lost pops, i was somewhere in the 6th grade, huh
ask osc, i was sellin’ in the 6th grade, huh
i can show you how to win, how to risk take, huh
i don’t put my trust in n-ggas, ’cause they b-tch made, huh
i don’t think you understand all the sh-t i seen, huh
streets cold, they’re like cousins, how they leavin’ kings, huh
i’ll never fear no man, ’cause them n-ggas bleed, huh
alexander, i’m the great in these white mcqueens
i can’t even feel the love, that sh-t overrated
think he slimed in that foreign, tell them n-ggas, “paint it”
in my hood, sad stories, ain’t n0body made it
i’m just tryna be the voice of my generation
free the thugs, rockin’ harder than the concrete, huh
n-ggas hungry, so you better tuck your time piece, huh
six shots, they just gave him that lebron heat, huh
baby sisters know they good, and my mom sweet

- lil bean

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