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Still There Lyrics - Singles - Shyheim

Hah, oh word up, this is one of them 

Yo let me tell ya son 

This one of them gettin dick sucked type tracks 

Im tellin you, in the closests or where check it out 

 

Verse one: 

 

What up boo, how life treatin ya girl 

Hopefully you're takin care of yourself out in the world 

As for me, I'm mainting in this packed hell hole 

Hopefully in the year 2000 big kane'll be home 

My old school crew frontin on me cept for a few 

It's a shame that jail had to make me feel the way I do 

But it's all good, enough for me what's up wit you 

You don't write or come and visit me like you used to 

What's the problem huh why all of a sudden you dissapearin 

Now that I need you the most you actin like you don't care and 

It hurts my feelins but life must continue 

I heard that big mark died please don't say this shit is true 

If so that's fucked up oh tell my niggaz what's up 

And don't get caught up in no bullshit and get sicked up 

How is my seeds doin I know they're crazy big by now 

Tell 'em daddy loves 'em no matter what the fuck goes down 

And love dark ha, he's a dead man walkin for talkin 

To jiggy jake I'm puttin him in a coffin 

Ay yo I'm vexed so ima end this little letta 

So take care of yourself for worst or for fuckin betta 

 

Are you still there for me baby I need to know 

You're one of the only things I got in this whole wide world 

You're my whole wide world 

(repeat) 

 

Verse two: 

 

All I do is party and bullshit 

Fuck big chicks that's mad thick 

Roll through the big city 

In bm's and cruiser land's 

But damn, it ain't the same without my fam 

You niggaz understand 

On new years I drink beers and bust off heat 

I'm in this little street doin by any means to eat 

You gotta get up get out and rob suntin 

Ha don't let dem niggaz with that cream walk by that's right 

I be shootin and stabbin, robbin niggaz whateva 

For gold chains, rings, watches, diamond studs and leathaz 

My peoples one love y'all stay bugged 

Don't crimp your style none cause we thugs..foreva 

 

Are you still there for me homiez I need to know 

You're really the only thing I got in this whole wide world 

You're my whole wide world 

(repeat) 

 

(my cousin tawana, rest in peace girl, you're my whole wide world) 

 

I need somebody there when it's hard kid oh yeah yeah 

When they bring the ruckus to me 

You're my whole wide world 

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