Clean rap song for basketball with sophisticated lyrics. Serves as perfect motivational music for Youtube intros, background music, and montage scenes.
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I still, I still i still got it, I still, I still I still got it.
Once the power’s instilled in you,
There’s nothing anyone else can do.
I still, I still i still got it, I still, I still I still got it,
I still, I still I still got it.
Despite what enemies try to say,
Not a thing stands in the way when
I still, i still I still got it.
Came for blood in this rap game, try to tell me these raps lame cuz I put these fools on they backs mane, started talkin trash and wasn’t bout no action,
That’s stalled in traffic, that’s fallin backwards, hatas tried to snipe me like john and Jacqueline, came up stronger than lumberjacks, my life was a fairytale and now it’s facts.
They thought I’d be a token black, but this ain’t chuck e cheese, we stuffin Gs in bank deposit boxes, God blessed me with a single option, that was to do it big regardless of what it is, early 20s ain’t have a kid, cuz I’m still a kid, bought the dream I live when I won the bid, glad as heck I did.
Rear wheel tire spin pullin out the crib, from the pre-owned crib to the new whip VIN, just smile and grin soon as I get in, kept a high up chin blowin cash no wind, had to just keep swimming with Dori and Nemo without fins, but got thick skin.
I eat the competition then regurgitate em, I chew the cud, to make it had to run through the mud, got stuck, had to avoid the fuzz cuz they’ll shoot ya cuz, just because, this world is nuts, but I tell ya what, obstacles pushed me to work harder, smarter, containing my anger stopped this young man from stomping the yard.
Difficulty hard gotta go for legendary though this life is scary want the hip hop halo better drink ya dairy, need strong bones to take strongholds, to build armies and pull barbies, from the west coast to the Far East, the movement is improving. My music been played in movies, smoke stackin cash, dually.
This flow ice cold and spittin bars is trading cash for jewelry, been beatin crap rappers animal cruelty, too hot too cold climate change, started from change to a range figuratively locked in a cage now I’m broke off the chain, I done escaped the zoo and I bought that junk too.
Got cats worth more than your vehicle, sharecroppin old McDonald rappers me-they-owe, hip hop hero no G.I. Joe, used to drive a Geo, to the ford five double oh to the Camaro, account 6 zeroes, digit 1 D. Rose, pockets on Cee Lo, and that belly full from that ish I pulled, on these labels.
Thought that we’d be all except able, now we don’t accept they pages, the contracts get shaven recycle that paper, thought I was joke like Reagan, followed in his footsteps and became they favorite, sometimes gotta commit flagrants to convince these hatas, we could barely pay rent add it to next payment, now we straight paid in.