P Money
Still
[Verse]
Still man are talking bout burners, still I ain't seen any murders
Still hearing nothing but typing, tweets and chirpers
Still seeing you man are chilling with serpents
Still man are shit, still man are not a murkers
Barring with bars and still ain't got purpose
Cause' I ain't looking man think I can't hear them
Still cut pagans voice for the murmurs
Still not engaging with them mans insta's
Still we ain't taking pictures
Gyal are upset cah' they heard I'm still with the missus
Baby on route, still ruining figures
Still ain't got time for these fucking uh-um
Still not one of these man pull triggers
Still cool with Jaykae, [?] and Skinners
But nah cuz' man don't chat to Grim Sickers
I'm definitely still not cool with them lot
Or anything Lord Of The Mics for that mattеr
I can show man why but it doesn't really matter
Cah' thеre's nothing you can say to resolve that matter
I'm still doing grime, still being cool rapper
Still a cool guy, still you can get clap up
Still an Xbox gamer and I still got a tray full of corn if you want this platter
Still nobody's bust me, nobody's touched me
Still on top of my top boy fuckery
Still telling MC's "Come out and buck me"
Still man are lying and they're telling man "Trust me"
When they drop they get spiteful and ugly
When I drop still seeing no one above me
No one ever clocked
Took a radio break for the last few years and I'm still not rusty
125k, no expense and still man are tryna tell me grimes dead
If it is why mention it? Why you upset?
Still nobody's told me the answers yet
Still killing it, still don't need your respect
Still booked up, still turning over events
Win again, still the best, still cruise when I test
Still your dargs ain't sick enough to see this vet
Still saying P don't level with the rest
And it's obvious you still ain't got a brain in your head
It could be my last penny, I'm still taking bets
Don't care what the podcast said, they're all [?]
Can't lie I ain't spoken to Jesus for time
But I'm definitely calm, definitely still blessed
Still my man thinks that I write about him
Sounds like certain man are definitely still vexed
I still don't care, still showing man exits
Any sit-down can still go left quick
Still getting DM'd "How can we dead this?"
Whacked up a few man and they still begged it
Mans calmed down but you can still get hit
Dun' nobody think man can't still get shit
Age 17, way taller than mumsy
She couldn't see what I hit behind the Nesquick
This country's still fucked, nearly left it
Man want workers and still chose Brexit
Someone had Covid in a lab, knew what it could do
And a man still kept it
Grime is still got weird ass friendships
Seen man clash over girls they slept with
Man knew it was your girl, still text it
Swear down that's who you man are still friends with
This scene's still got pagans preaching
I'm waking up anyone that's still sleeping
Run up in raves, studios and meetings
We don't care who's in there, still reach him
Sit man down like first class greetings
Told man shush like mans still speaking
Don't know who they are or why they still tweeting
Give me postcodes and I'll come in the evening
[Outro x2]
Still, tell them man I'm on fuckery still
Big reloads, I get mad ones still
[?] them, it was a mad one still
Fun and games til' I hit man with steel
Bought my jewels but I jack man still
Not Jack and Jill, it's Jack and Steel
Rob man and I come back with steel