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J Molley - Still Lyrics

Still Lyrics[Chorus]
Police pull me over like there’s cocaine on the wheels
I cannot go broke, bitch, I got way too many bills
If you got a problem, I sell every different pill
Told my momma I would stop but I sell codeine still
I just popped a Molley, baby, I don’t got no chill
Shit, I must be sick cause why does violence get me thrilled
I walk with a shank and if you try me I might kill
I make hella bank, I can’t be signing for a mill

[Verse 1]
Used to never leave without that 40 on my hip
Till I said fuck prison, I can’t do 40 in that bitch
I walk with a knife and if you try me I’m gon swing
Molley got a price if you is tryna hear him sing
I ain't fighting dеmons for the crimes that I did
I might scam a widow got her crying to thе kid
I sell drugs to people, if they do it it’s their choice
You can call me evil but these problems I'm gon' voice
I can’t cap, it just ain’t in me
Swear my bank account got millis
I make more than all these kiddies
I can’t sing for less than 50
Can’t do new friends, If it’s fuck me cool then
Better duck when school ends, I’ll pull up and spew them
Selling all these drugs my mamma telling me it’s wrong
I'ma need my money, can’t be waiting for too long
[Chorus]
Police pull me over like there’s cocaine on the wheels
I cannot go broke, bitch, I got way too many bills
If you got a problem, I sell every different pill
Told my momma I would stop but I sell codeine still
I just popped a Molley, baby, I don’t got no chill
Shit, I must be sick cause why does violence get me thrilled
I walk with a shank and if you try me I might kill
I make hella bank, I can’t be signing for a mill

[Verse 2]
I was first to do it, all these rappers is my sons
All been to my shows, I seen them singing every song
All these rappers corny, we could never get along
I don’t wanna talk, just do your verse and then go on
They all rock fake ice, my chain is small but my diamonds shine
They all got fake hype, I made it up with no co-sign
No time to Face-Time, I won’t waste yours so don’t waste mine
Gucci all on my waistline, and I can keep it straight like a straight line

[Chorus]
Police pull me over like there’s cocaine on the wheels
I cannot go broke, bitch, I got way too many bills
If you got a problem, I sell every different pill
Told my momma I would stop but I sell codeine still
I just popped a Molley, baby, I don’t got no chill
Shit, I must be sick cause why does violence get me thrilled
I walk with a shank and if you try me I might kill
I make hella bank, I can’t be signing for a mill
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