Still Breathing Lyrics

(Ayy)

(Yeah)

All I hear is rain drops , bitch I'm hustling for a real reason

I know niggas reaching out for help, and they still reaching

How the fuck them niggas bust the spot up and it's still beating?

How the fuck he make it out the jungle and he still breathing?

Ima risk taker

Bitch taker

Getting paper

Rent maker (Aye)

Mr. Tote his Glock and never trust a bitch ain't it

Mr. Cut you off for nothing cause I ain't no shit taker

Put your all into this shit and see how far that shit take you

Ayeee I'm with 3ski ain't no missing like he clutch asum

Why he come with all that ra ra? He must me tough asum

Bitch don't come around me whispering ima think you up to some

Nigga I'll pull up to yo hood and leave the engine running

Smack dab, landing smack dab in yo bitch

Rat trap, we leave a rat trap for a snitch

She ain't know I was one of them ones I told her ignorance is bliss

I'm with dash fr he gone crash fr fuck a diss

Free my brother Junior they gave em a elbow

Aye I do this for them niggas who ain't have hope

Aye i know you love yo brother but close that back door

When you got a family to feed you can't go back broke

All I hear is rain drops, bitch I'm hustling for a real reason

I know niggas reaching out for help, and they still reaching

How the fuck them niggas bust the spot up and it's still beating?

How the fuck he make it out the jungle and he still breathing?

Ima risk taker

Bitch taker

Getting paper

Rent maker (Aye)

Mr. Tote his Glock and never trust a bitch ain't it

Mr. Cut you off for nothing cause I ain't no shit taker

Put your all into this shit and see how far that shit take you

Better put your all into this shit see how far that shit go

Bitch I'm from the jungle bitch I'm from the shithole

Big Bonanza Bentley B's bitch we throw up big 4's

Y'all niggas just kickin shit but me my niggas kick doors

Stacking funds, jogging in that pussy like I'm on the run

You broke just like that nigga that came before you, you yo daddy son

I'm with Rob don't get robbed cause he do that shit for fun

Trap all day I'm trying to make it home I'm trying to see the sun

Aye I do it for the niggas who ain't have hope

Who ain't have hope

Close that back door

Close that back door

All I hear is rain drops, bitch I'm hustling for a real reason

I know niggas reaching out for help, and they still reaching

How the fuck them niggas bust the spot up and it's still beating?

How the fuck he make it out the jungle and he still breathing?

Ima risk taker

Bitch taker

Getting paper

Rent maker (Aye)

Mr. Tote his Glock and never trust a bitch ain't it

Mr. Cut you off for nothing cause I ain't no shit taker

Put your all into this shit and see how far that shit take you