Still Fly (Keymix) (Feat. Drake) (3:38)
From Got the Game on-Lock
[Key-Lock]
Gator boots/
with my pimped out gucci suits/
ain’t go no job, but I stay sharp!/
Can’t pay my rent/
‘cuzz all my money’s spent/
But I’m hood rich… da da da da/
- (Chorus)
I’m still fly
I’m sky high and I dare anybody to try and cut my wings
I’m still pullin’ out the phantom and these haters can’t stand it
I’m still doin’ my thang
I’m still fly
I’m sky high and I dare anybody to try and cut my wings
I’m still shuttin’ cities down everytime I come around
I’m still doin’ my thang
I’m still…
[Key-Lock] - (Verse 1)
I’m still, I really mean I’m steel/
‘cuzz I shine like metal, and I’m chill to the feel
Concealed/
Now reveal my ideals/
I just found out they made one dollar bills/ (Dolla, dollar bill y’all!)
I kill/
The pen’s guts, I spill/
All in my quest to find out what’s real/
So deal/
And unless I’m ill/
I’m ‘serkin’ on my work until I find myself a deal/
I’mma be grindin’/
I’ll become grimey/
But if you try me/
You will see that I be/
The boy wonder/
Employ thunder/
Destroy someone/
The number one gunner/
For any one blunder/
I’ll leave you layin’ in the sun, I’ll/
be the slayer of the summer/
You fly?/
A fly annoys/
Decoys/
Gift horse, no troy/
This boy found his voice/
so please enjoy the noise/
(Chorus)
[Key-Lock] (Verse 2)
I’m still livin’ the life
I’m livin’ the strife
The pain with the nice
The day with the night
Hopin’ for hope
Hopin’ for knowing
Gator boots/
with my pimped out gucci suits/
ain’t go no job, but I stay sharp!/
Can’t pay my rent/
‘cuzz all my money’s spent/
But I’m hood rich… da da da da/
- (Chorus)
I’m still fly
I’m sky high and I dare anybody to try and cut my wings
I’m still pullin’ out the phantom and these haters can’t stand it
I’m still doin’ my thang
I’m still fly
I’m sky high and I dare anybody to try and cut my wings
I’m still shuttin’ cities down everytime I come around
I’m still doin’ my thang
I’m still…
[Key-Lock] - (Verse 1)
I’m still, I really mean I’m steel/
‘cuzz I shine like metal, and I’m chill to the feel
Concealed/
Now reveal my ideals/
I just found out they made one dollar bills/ (Dolla, dollar bill y’all!)
I kill/
The pen’s guts, I spill/
All in my quest to find out what’s real/
So deal/
And unless I’m ill/
I’m ‘serkin’ on my work until I find myself a deal/
I’mma be grindin’/
I’ll become grimey/
But if you try me/
You will see that I be/
The boy wonder/
Employ thunder/
Destroy someone/
The number one gunner/
For any one blunder/
I’ll leave you layin’ in the sun, I’ll/
be the slayer of the summer/
You fly?/
A fly annoys/
Decoys/
Gift horse, no troy/
This boy found his voice/
so please enjoy the noise/
(Chorus)
[Key-Lock] (Verse 2)
I’m still livin’ the life
I’m livin’ the strife
The pain with the nice
The day with the night
Hopin’ for hope
Hopin’ for knowing
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