[Verse 1]
Yo, lighting blunts in the stairway still
Like I ain't just perform in front of 8,000 motherfuckers
Still 'bout it motherfucker
Still hopping out the store, grab some dutches and some Backs
Got this one Hodgy n***a, still be coming through with Act
I still get into it, still I'm hopping, doing hand-in-hand
If it's beef, say no more, still run up and snuff ya mans
Still walk the same streets, police still up on my dick
They will lock me up, bail right out, still be on that shit
Still crispy ups, I been fly since the 6th grade
And I'm still shooting at n***as myself 'til this day
Still fucking bitches other n***as in love with
Still link up in person to talk drug shit
Still wylin' out on 46th
Still take a n***a pack and smoke that shit up with my clique
Still punch you out your jacket if I like it and it fit
Still with the motherfucking shit, n***a

[Hook]
Still wit' it
Still wit' it
Might catch me in a gray brim fitted
N***a, still wit' it
Still wit' it
Still wit' it, n***a
[Verse 2]
Uh, Smoke a lucy in the corner store, when times is rough
Still hit Mike backyard just to smoke a blunt
Still with the jux, n***a got it, n***a, say the word
Green light, grab the pipe, he get got the night
Still dumping in the streets, still thugging it
Still fuck a local bitch for the love of it
Still pouring up for Yams, still drugging it
Blackout Boyz never die, mafia, the covenant
Still roll dolo with the pole on me
Still rock polo that I stole on me
Still fuck them n***as that done told on me
Cause I'm still holdin dog and I said don't fold on me
Still fucking with the billy's on the east side
I'm still smoking silly out the G-Ride

[Outro]
N***a, still wit' it
Still wit' it, n***a
Still wit' it
Still wit' it, n***a