And I Still

Pipe that **** up, TnT
Trae made this beat
Uh, uh
I aint felt this way in a minute (Uh, uh)
I just blew the roof through the ceiling, uh
I just woke up to another million (Million, yeah)
Finally made my way out of the trenches, and I still
Take a brick and break a brick and get it gone, yeah
Take a ***** and break a ***** and send her home, yeah (What else?)
Bout my brothers, you in trouble, you right that they wrong, yeah (What else?)
All that I know, yeah (What else?)
Murder she wrote, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah (Oh yeah, yeah)
Uh, yeah, yeah (Oh yeah-yeah , yeah)
Uh, gang-gang forever, Ima die for my respect, uh
Say my name, whatever, get you popped through a text, uh
Hunnid K or better, I just wrapped it round my neck
Johnny Dang, king of bling, I just re-****ed up a check
On the road doin shows, comin to your city next
Bunch of bottom boy survivors, be a long way from the jets, uh
It might need some thinkin, and, God, I finally get to flex
Reminisce about hard times right before I bought a jet
And who need a stylist when you got all this money pilin?
All it took was goddess, a young nigga, but far from childish
Me and Lil J dont get them lows, get em gone and then rewind it
You sold four hundred Ps and brought back eight hundred thousand (Yeah)
I aint felt this way in a minute (Uh, uh)
I just blew the roof through the ceiling, uh
I just woke up to another million
Finally made my way out of the trenches, and I still
Takea brick and break a brick and get it gone, yeah (Oh)
Take a ***** and break a ***** and send her home, yeah
Bout my brothers, you in trouble, you right that they wrong, yeah
All that I know, yeah, murder she wrote, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Ah, ah)
Yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah
Okay, uh
What else? Uh
What else? Uh
What else? Uh, yeah