Still Thuggin - Starlito, Young Buck, Quanie Cash

I’m still thuggin shit so fucked up it’s to the point that I don’t feel nothing

Don’t know what day it is all I know is the bills coming

Ain’t got no time to waste I’m tryna get this real money

And I know n*ggas that’ll kill for me

If they won’t die for me then I think they will steal from me

No matter where I be I see police I feel funny

Been round the globe and one thing I know for show the real of them

A living legend not being signed don’t depress me

I take pride in being real in fact my city respect me

It ain’t the diamond necklace or the rolex’s

The Vill love me so in normal clothes I feel like I’m flexing

I talk slick enough to get the baddest b*tches naked

I hustle harder cause being broke does affect me

Don’t let no vice text me I know they want me arrested

I switch phones daily I know them folks tryna get me

I move so unexpected come to friends I’m so selective

Some n*ggas ain’t thuggin y’all n*ggas grown detectives

I rep Cashville in the way they won’t regret me

Introversion like Lito so please forgive me

I built this city with bricks boy

From the bottom n*gga I’m the architect

Gave half of these n*ggas 4 and a half ounces though and didn’t charge them sh*t

Some n*ggas don’t f*ck with me and it’s obvious I don’t give a f*ck

Broke b*tches try to talk to me but I’m too busy tryna get it up

Is that real I’m getting paid still

Selling pills like advils and I don’t give a f*ck how n*ggas feel

B*tch I am Cashville

Selling cane on trinity lane

Pimpin hoes on Dickinson road

And I’m standing on buck candy y’all know how this sh*t goes

The police gunning us down like it’s target practice

I swear this sh*t is sad and these young n*ggas trigger happy

I ain’t make it to graduation been to busy getting active

Can’t say I really blame them cause that could be a lesson

Everybody want to be a rapper everybody holla free the trappers

They throw the book at you before you can read a chapter

They ask why I’m introverted I think the weed a factor

Plus my life ain’t entertainment and I can’t compete with actors

Labeled some greedy bastards I’m thuggin it independent

This intermediation no middle man in my business

In Cashville I’ve been official

No rap’s getting beneficial

Stacking them rack and giving back cause I been there with you

They say I’m giving hope to the hopeless

Living broke got me focused

In the studio like in kitchen I’m whipping up cooking O’s

Cool let it congeal watch it all come together

Hard work pays off I’m trying to ball forever

Bought a car off the extras said it’s all in the wrist

Young n*ggas always at risk never thought of calling it quits

Still get followed and sh*t

Them people all in my mix and the car with a stick

I almost forgot I bought it legit

A street influence school of hard knock be the genius student

You know I keep the toolset

When you see me keep it moving

Bands like tears you advanced I don’t need it foo

I just took a chance at one plant