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Correct Still On It Lyrics
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Correct Still On It
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[Intro] Canis Hello? Shit, let’s get it bro Exactly, I just want to go get it [?] And we good then Everything’s legit [Chorus: IshDARR] And they don’t know me like they think they do I’ve been tripping but I got to stay cool My momma tell me son you got to be you-ou Fuck the rumors but I already knew And they don’t know me like they think they do I’ve been tripping but I got to stay cool My momma tell me son you got to be you-ou A lot of dreams, Imma watch them come true [Verse 1: IshDARR] The ash is falling on the ground now All quiet, tell them boys don’t make a sound now A story ‘bout a nigga who been living wild A good boy slowly turn into a wild child Ducking school Making money, I can do the trial Ain’t nothing funny from my parents Got to make it out My momma need the money and My pops need the crib Couple grams in my pocket, trying to pay a couple bills You ain’t got to give two shits, cause Imma make two mil (Canis) That 414 native Niggas hate it but they know still IPhone writing raps until all of my notes filled Impossible Jumping through all these obstacles Fuck, nigga [?] my nigga, I need them dollars too Fam don’t support, they only say that “I’m proud of you” Old enough to know that I’m not interested in what they say I‘m [?] if you ain’t my pops or momma, fuck, nigga I don’t owe you Me and Mac The same vision Getting scary, getting older So, if it’s not you, then nobody really knows you right after high school Pro-tools Still on it Even though we keep crashing Guaranteed we still on it Still on it, still on it, still on it We still on it, still on it, still on it [Chorus: IshDARR] And they don’t know me like they think they do I’ve been tripping but I got to stay cool My momma tell me son you got to be you-ou Fuck the rumors but I already knew And they don’t know me like they think they do I’ve been tripping but I got to stay cool My momma tell me son you got to be you-ou A lot of dreams, Imma watch them come true [Verse 2: Tommy Boozewell] Look, all my passage is nasty All my passage is ashy And all my adage is abstract All my packages giftwrapped Sheets of acid She bitch slapped the manager with his bitch ass Cannabis switching hands of your soiree Call them gift bags Had these niggas hanging off the fucking banister Stay the fuck up out my lenses with that camera I crush a six pack Throw a flip bag Then dip back to the back alley Nah, sick Jag, and pitch black And my spliff rolled and my clip [?] Versace, Louis, Gucci and ya problematic Caught you with the automatic I be gone and on and man I’m busy packing Kid is rapping Cinematic Been a savage I ain’t finna visit Drop a pin on your addict Get to business I had it All these niggas been actin’ We at the top of the atlas A couple keys in the Acura Fuck a joint until it backflip Drop tracks in the casket Sitting on the lawn I’m smoking Neil Degrasse shit And we be still on it with Tyson biting my ad-libs Still on it, still on it Still on it, still on it [Chorus: IshDARR] And they don’t know me like they think they do I’ve been tripping but I got to stay cool My momma tell me son you got to be you-ou Fuck the rumors but I already knew And they don’t know me like they think they do I’ve been tripping but I got to stay cool My momma tell me son you got to be you-ou A lot of dreams, Imma watch them come true [Outro] I’m sorry bro I love you bro I had to smoke a blunt with you [Sample: IshDARR] This that anthem and we bang it That anthem and we bang it They say music is an art and I’m like Then I’m like, then I’m like
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