Chasen Day - Still Here Lyrics

Ay yo what the f*ck
This shit sound heavy
Ay ay
Hey
Coming heavy weight
Put the games away
So we can match I
Put the fangs away
That's why your bitch is home without a scratch
Live from the 310
Plus I'm penny pinching on top of that
Shit is training day
Niggas leave for shit, don't make it back
Been thinking every day
More money like Damon Wayans
Crash upon the interstate
My trunk didn't come with 808s
Pockets gotta get in shape
Hard to chill but I gave you grace
Walking rapping on a plank
I never thought I'd see today
Bitch I'm f*cking still here
How many times I been tried
All the times I wrecked shit
Bitch I could've been died
All the times that they downplayed
Folk I could've been sliding
Knowing that we gon' make it out
Momma you gotta believe me this time
Got them bitches calling
Bling bling, where that dick at
Still on safe sex
So through it all, my shit was gift wrapped
F*cked her friend, I never cared
So It'll never be no get backs
I run game like you'll forever be blessed
That's if I hit that
Recline your seat and sit back
Niggas quick to be on brave shit
But know that this a mismatch
Soon as the f*cking match lit
Still riding 10-2
On all the blocks you intend to
Never had the right utensil
But I'm pro at making it fade to black