Tuesday, August 18, 2015

Rich Homie Quan - Still Going In 2015 Lyrics

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Still Going In 2015 Lyrics by Rich Homie Quan

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(Intro)
I'm pretty sure ya see these chains on right now and I be damned if I take em off
I walk around the house with all mine on

(Verse: Rich Homie Quan)
Been through a whole lot of shit I be damn if I go back broke naw no way no way
I moved out the hood bought a house in the suburbs told my niggas I don't owe them niggas nothin'
Now them niggas mad that I made it
Every time I come around they start actin' shady
But I don't give two fucks about it nigga, cuz they wasn't there when I was broke
They wasn't there when I needed help hey
Where the fuck they was at when my mama needed help, they was no where to be found
Me, Chicken, and Mario had to hold it down
Beat a nigga ass give a fuck bout lock down
Take a nigga weed and he bet not make a sound
But if he do next thing ya know we gon hang his ass out
Shout out to the COs who let a nigga ride on the foreign when he was in visitation (naw)
Shout out to the COs who let a nigga whack all that eat it up all in they faces
When they know they liked that but couldn't want to tell nobody
Jumped out that top roll like Scotty too hotty, Made it to the top now the fuck nigga watchin'
Cause I made it all by myself, I ain't need no help nigga
Naw nigga imma ball nigga just like Spalding
Ya do a lot of talkin', I don't like to talk cause I rather let the chopper talk for me (whoo)
New bitch new car I'm swervin', make her ride it like Kentucky Durby
Promise I won't cheat just do not hurt me
Hurt me no hurt me

(Bridge)
I don't want to lie no mo', I don't want to cheat no mo'
I want to make my wrongs right and I just want to even the score, score whooh whooh whooh !

(Hook)
Been through a whole lot of shit I be damn if I go back broke naw no way no way
I moved out the hood bought a house in the suburbs told my niggas I don't
Owe them niggas nothin'
Now them niggas mad that I made it
Every time I come around they start actin' shady
But I don't give two fucks about it nigga (I don't give two fucks about it nigga)

(Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan)
Aye listen
Okay with that bein' said I aim it at his chest
He got his hands up like he sayin' the pledge
Pledge of allegiance, National Anthem
I got him screamin', he need a pamper, he shitted hiself he shitted hi,self oh lord
He see I'm the best so I beat him to death oh god forgive me
Cause they ain't take a nigga like me serious
What was I to do when nobody was there to hear me
I did some fucked up shit it's me who got to live with it
I remember my first job I got fired, I remember my first time watchin' the wire
I remember playin' hide and go seek but wasn't hidin', I wasn't even tryin' to find ya
I was rumbling tryin' to find me some Pradas, I did I did I did did
I did it I did it, Even though I ain't go to college still made me a whole lot of money
Laughin' at my teachers who said I would neva be shit
Tell me why they hated on me for no reason, I remember when we was beefin' with four season
And I ain't talkin' bout fall no spring, even when the times when a nigga on free
And the summer time short so imma freak some for these hoes
Naw no polish on them nigga, I don't do that gay shit no I don't do that gay shit
Young sissy luvas
I don't fuck with them fuck y'all mothafuckas it's 9 duece no other
Tell me what it is that I could learn from ya
Fuck ya, ya stupid muthafucker, ya suffer

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