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Lyfe Jennings - Still Here

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Piesa Lyfe Jennings Still Here face parte de pe albumul The Phoenix , lansat in anul 2006 la casa de discuri RCA .

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It's that man again 
Some people have heard of him as a hustler 
Hell, hope live, really 
 
Street life killed my daddy 
Got my momma pregnant in the back of a caddy 
Since I lost my first tooth, I ain't been happy 
Young wild nigga child, why that boy is so nappy? 
 
He got that devil in I'm police wanna take him down 
Used to be a player but the Coochie cost money now 
He ain't to bright but he know a trap when he see one 
Got is conscious in his pants with his gun 
 
Seventeen years of rain foggin' up my windows, yeah 
It done been seventeen years of pain but I'm still here though 
Seventeen years of rain foggin' up my windows, yeah 
It done been seventeen years of pain but I'm still here though 
 
Shoe box full of pictures 
All that's left of good times I've shared with my niggas 
Some alive and some no longer with us 
How da, how da, how da hell do you pray for forgiveness? 
 
When you got devil in you 
Rogain keeps the hair strong but cocaine keeps the cable on 
I can't wait till my nigga JB come home 
Why do all the real niggas stay gone so long? 
 
Seventeen years of rain foggin' up my windows, yeah 
It done been seventeen years of pain but I'm still here though 
Seventeen years of rain foggin' up my windows, yeah 
It done been seventeen years of pain but I'm still here though 
 
Even though a nigga still in the hood, gettin' drunk and smokin' on wood 
I'ma make it up out of this street life on the corner is where I stood 
Out there all by myself 'cause a player gotta get this mil 
Wearin' fur ain't doin' us no good flippin' burgers ain't gon' make you filled 
 
But I'm still ten toes in this hustlin' tryna make hood rich 
And I still ain't trustin' no bitch 'cause the mother fuckers always snitch 
It's hard in this ghetto man fifteen years old with coke and cane 
Cheese don't come I'ma go insane snatch me a purse, snatch me a chain 
 
Out here on the block with the fiends and the moon 
Squeeze on the glock tryna pop at a goon 
He done stole my dough, he took my food 
Project wasn't born with a silver spoon 
 
In my mouth, in my grill wear six chain then niggas get killed 
One in the grave the other in jail, nobody wins thats fo' real 
Back way when I was a runny nose runnin' round up and down 
The town carrying a black glock and a gold frown 
 
I kept that product on me, it wasn't no problem homie 
You said it, I had it and met you if you stole my money 
Just tryna buy bologna but now I'm buying lobster 
Still totin' a glock but pushing a Rolls Royce and winning Oscars 
 
Yeah, 365 Mafia, Project Pat, Lyfe Jennings 
If you can believe, you can achieve every damn bug 
'Round us a good day, yeah 
 
Seventeen years of rain foggin' up my windows, yeah 
It done been seventeen years of pain but I'm still here though 
Seventeen years of rain foggin' up my windows, yeah 
It done been seventeen years of pain but I'm still here though


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