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Still Rolling, Chapter One Video (MV)




Performed By: Demetrius
Language: English
Length: 7:27
Written by: Shawn Price




Demetrius - Still Rolling, Chapter One Lyrics
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Gimme a reason
I been itchin' to set ya straight
Ain't step foot in my kitchen
But ya fixin' ya second plate
Niggas lied in my face
Thinking I ain't hip to the play
Love got in the way
Told my brotha I'm out of patience
He ain't got what it takes
Outchea still relying on fate
Looked down on my faith
From that moment saw you as prey
Still rolling
Got my foot on the gas
Can't slow up, hung up
From missteps in the past
Mistakes that led to blood shed
Theres pain I haven't moved pass
What did I inherit from my kin
An obsession with stackin'
Daddy raised a hustla
I still prefer physical cash
Never trusted niggas outchea doing the digital dash
Pussy
First robbed me a nigga
My tools were my hands
Pussy
Can't meet where I stand
Then you ain't a man
Pussy
See they still trynna figure me out
No sweat broken
As I stand in the mist of the fire
Arms wide open
Only thing that I fear is the clock
Look me in my sober eyes
Is you killa or not?
Put this work in
Dirt did
To fill in the plot
All said and done
F*ck you think gon fill in my spot?
All said and done
Will they call me the realest to pop?
All said and done
Will they put me with jigga and pac?
Shit, Moni said nah
Bc you one of one
I ain't naive
I know they rankin em off where you from
Not what you've done
They rather hold up
All my losses over what I've won
Putting up my blinders
There's no guides
To where no one has gone
So will I stay through fuss
Leave town, go get a buck
Or leave it all up to luck
Guess I really got no options
I'm choosing
All the above
Making sure my heart aligned
I did it all off the love
This all bout perfecting timing
I did it all in the clutch
I bet my city a go quiet
If I go ghost for a month
I bet I be ya new supplier
If I go Ghost for a month
Lil buzz done got em high
I'm here to sober em up
Niggas play but know what's up
Toe the line until it up there
Talking fly
You better jump
Can't switch sides
After we punt
Got you a turn at a run
Intercept
Took it back
Like Work in the trunk
Bitch it's the first of the month
Try me
Do you know much how i gave up for this
What's on the line
Thrown in the den
And I slept comfortable amongst the lions
But what's the real amongst lies
Who is you to decide?
X said the fake disappears when the truth arrives
Makes sense to why you tuck and hide
When I step outside
Boy, even if these was ya size
You wouldn't step inside
You ran a sprint
I run the mile
It'll never be a tie
I told you that the world was mine
Ain't get here being shy
Now is the time
Each shots
Towards a win
Deep breath
Hold it in
Let it blow
Letting go
Of my sins
Let em know
What it is
The flames glow
Slow burn
Bitch it was lit from the beginning
Shit
Niggas know whats up with me
Westside shit
Yeah, yeah
What did I inherit from my kin
An obsession with stacking
Daddy raised a hustla
I still prefer physical cash
Never trusted niggas outchea doing the digital dash
First one to go
The first one to dip in the stash
F*ck around
Act up
Get this this packed up
So what if I'm whoopin ya ass nigga
Get back up
Need to see the bag up front
Need to up the budget
Niggas need to ask for what they want
Closed mouth don't get nuffin
Other bammas talkin way too much
Got put infront the judge
Me and mine was never in a rush
My stance a never budge
Hope Zay know it's always gon be love
Just can't support no sucka shit
When I know we cut different
Still out working niggas
Carrying the torch
Aint let us in the building
But I'm standing in the door
Open hands, head to the floor
Mama I praying I see more
The more that's starving than surviving
But I can't get tired yet
Leading us to the promise land
The creed we made is obvious
I'm trynna keep this shit a float
They trynna keep it for themselves
My OG Stitch said "Give em Hell"
Said you was on, we couldn't tell
You just a pawn, said it yaself
Send em along and wish em well
Had their shots, just never fell
When you stop is where you fail
The response is how you build
I know some scars don't ever heal
It's a reminder that you're here
Still saw the vision through the tears
How we living
Ain't no givens
No release
Know my side
Ain't over East
Know where we is
Ain't at peace
Know who I be
Know where I stand
Through my defeat
Victory
Then I repeat
March to the beat
Til I'm deceased
Know my side
Ain't over East
Know where we is
Ain't at peace
Know who I be
Know where I stand
Through my defeat
Victory
Then I repeat
It's too easy
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
It's too easy
Mama I got it
I been grindin'
No where close to peaking
Once it get started
Ain't no stalling
This not for the weak
We split the profit
Mongst our partnas
Ball out for the weekend
Trynna be modest
Bout my pockets
About our ascension
Ain't no calming the whispers
She said she model
But I ain't come outchea for no pictures
She said she swallow
But baby can you hold in a secret?
I ain't got time to teach ya
Treat it like an audition
Treat me right, I might keep ya
But I can't hold ya hand
Don't you go making plans
Bitter sweet when it ends
But it will
Cold world
Baby if you ain't know
Ya better ask about me
Matter fact
They don't know the whole story
I used to scoop work a the stash spot
My dawgs called me Vet
I got old soul
Had to cool out
He tried to blast on me
For the stack on me
But I made it back
Didn't think twice
Was just a reaction
I still feel scorched
Heat of the flash
Piece of his soul
I still can't detach
There's no more regret
I keeping it tucked
Made a promise
It won't all for nuffin
I arrive
I'm shaking shit up
Dust settle
I'll see who's gone
Ain't leaving it up for discussion
Know the best just isn't enough
Just tell me what more could they want
These niggas be knit picking
He pissed cuz he couldn't do shit with me
Told Baspy to put up the house
And he finna get rich with me
He already know what it is with me, nigga
Already know what it is with me
I'm really bout a dolla
Outchea reppin' for my section
So if a nigga wanna stop it
Better bring a weapon
Think I'm just poppin' shit
Then come around and learn a lesson
I told that pussy
We do not have the same rap ambitions
All this is going out the window
If you get it twisted
If I said it then I meant
They better rank me
On who said it best and really did it
You was never considered
Wasn't in the committee
They better rank me
On who said it best and really did it
You was never considered
Wasn't in the committee
You was never enlisted
Daddy raised a hustla
I still prefer physical cash
Never trusted niggas
Outchea doing the digital dash
Daddy raised a hustla
I still prefer physical
Never trusted niggas
Outchea doing the digital
Daddy raised a hustla
I still prefer
Never trusted niggas
Outchea
Daddy raised a hustla
Never trusted niggas
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English

Gimme a reason
I been itchin' to set ya straight
Ain't step foot in my kitchen
But ya fixin' ya second plate
Niggas lied in my face
Thinking I ain't hip to the play
Love got in the way
Told my brotha I'm out of patience
He ain't got what it takes
Outchea still relying on fate
Looked down on my faith
From that moment saw you as prey
Still rolling
Got my foot on the gas
Can't slow up, hung up
From missteps in the past
Mistakes that led to blood shed
Theres pain I haven't moved pass
What did I inherit from my kin
An obsession with stackin'
Daddy raised a hustla
I still prefer physical cash
Never trusted niggas outchea doing the digital dash
Pussy
First robbed me a nigga
My tools were my hands
Pussy
Can't meet where I stand
Then you ain't a man
Pussy
See they still trynna figure me out
No sweat broken
As I stand in the mist of the fire
Arms wide open
Only thing that I fear is the clock
Look me in my sober eyes
Is you killa or not?
Put this work in
Dirt did
To fill in the plot
All said and done
F*ck you think gon fill in my spot?
All said and done
Will they call me the realest to pop?
All said and done
Will they put me with jigga and pac?
Shit, Moni said nah
Bc you one of one
I ain't naive
I know they rankin em off where you from
Not what you've done
They rather hold up
All my losses over what I've won
Putting up my blinders
There's no guides
To where no one has gone
So will I stay through fuss
Leave town, go get a buck
Or leave it all up to luck
Guess I really got no options
I'm choosing
All the above
Making sure my heart aligned
I did it all off the love
This all bout perfecting timing
I did it all in the clutch
I bet my city a go quiet
If I go ghost for a month
I bet I be ya new supplier
If I go Ghost for a month
Lil buzz done got em high
I'm here to sober em up
Niggas play but know what's up
Toe the line until it up there
Talking fly
You better jump
Can't switch sides
After we punt
Got you a turn at a run
Intercept
Took it back
Like Work in the trunk
Bitch it's the first of the month
Try me
Do you know much how i gave up for this
What's on the line
Thrown in the den
And I slept comfortable amongst the lions
But what's the real amongst lies
Who is you to decide?
X said the fake disappears when the truth arrives
Makes sense to why you tuck and hide
When I step outside
Boy, even if these was ya size
You wouldn't step inside
You ran a sprint
I run the mile
It'll never be a tie
I told you that the world was mine
Ain't get here being shy
Now is the time
Each shots
Towards a win
Deep breath
Hold it in
Let it blow
Letting go
Of my sins
Let em know
What it is
The flames glow
Slow burn
Bitch it was lit from the beginning
Shit
Niggas know whats up with me
Westside shit
Yeah, yeah
What did I inherit from my kin
An obsession with stacking
Daddy raised a hustla
I still prefer physical cash
Never trusted niggas outchea doing the digital dash
First one to go
The first one to dip in the stash
F*ck around
Act up
Get this this packed up
So what if I'm whoopin ya ass nigga
Get back up
Need to see the bag up front
Need to up the budget
Niggas need to ask for what they want
Closed mouth don't get nuffin
Other bammas talkin way too much
Got put infront the judge
Me and mine was never in a rush
My stance a never budge
Hope Zay know it's always gon be love
Just can't support no sucka shit
When I know we cut different
Still out working niggas
Carrying the torch
Aint let us in the building
But I'm standing in the door
Open hands, head to the floor
Mama I praying I see more
The more that's starving than surviving
But I can't get tired yet
Leading us to the promise land
The creed we made is obvious
I'm trynna keep this shit a float
They trynna keep it for themselves
My OG Stitch said "Give em Hell"
Said you was on, we couldn't tell
You just a pawn, said it yaself
Send em along and wish em well
Had their shots, just never fell
When you stop is where you fail
The response is how you build
I know some scars don't ever heal
It's a reminder that you're here
Still saw the vision through the tears
How we living
Ain't no givens
No release
Know my side
Ain't over East
Know where we is
Ain't at peace
Know who I be
Know where I stand
Through my defeat
Victory
Then I repeat
March to the beat
Til I'm deceased
Know my side
Ain't over East
Know where we is
Ain't at peace
Know who I be
Know where I stand
Through my defeat
Victory
Then I repeat
It's too easy
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
They can't see me
It's too easy
Mama I got it
I been grindin'
No where close to peaking
Once it get started
Ain't no stalling
This not for the weak
We split the profit
Mongst our partnas
Ball out for the weekend
Trynna be modest
Bout my pockets
About our ascension
Ain't no calming the whispers
She said she model
But I ain't come outchea for no pictures
She said she swallow
But baby can you hold in a secret?
I ain't got time to teach ya
Treat it like an audition
Treat me right, I might keep ya
But I can't hold ya hand
Don't you go making plans
Bitter sweet when it ends
But it will
Cold world
Baby if you ain't know
Ya better ask about me
Matter fact
They don't know the whole story
I used to scoop work a the stash spot
My dawgs called me Vet
I got old soul
Had to cool out
He tried to blast on me
For the stack on me
But I made it back
Didn't think twice
Was just a reaction
I still feel scorched
Heat of the flash
Piece of his soul
I still can't detach
There's no more regret
I keeping it tucked
Made a promise
It won't all for nuffin
I arrive
I'm shaking shit up
Dust settle
I'll see who's gone
Ain't leaving it up for discussion
Know the best just isn't enough
Just tell me what more could they want
These niggas be knit picking
He pissed cuz he couldn't do shit with me
Told Baspy to put up the house
And he finna get rich with me
He already know what it is with me, nigga
Already know what it is with me
I'm really bout a dolla
Outchea reppin' for my section
So if a nigga wanna stop it
Better bring a weapon
Think I'm just poppin' shit
Then come around and learn a lesson
I told that pussy
We do not have the same rap ambitions
All this is going out the window
If you get it twisted
If I said it then I meant
They better rank me
On who said it best and really did it
You was never considered
Wasn't in the committee
They better rank me
On who said it best and really did it
You was never considered
Wasn't in the committee
You was never enlisted
Daddy raised a hustla
I still prefer physical cash
Never trusted niggas
Outchea doing the digital dash
Daddy raised a hustla
I still prefer physical
Never trusted niggas
Outchea doing the digital
Daddy raised a hustla
I still prefer
Never trusted niggas
Outchea
Daddy raised a hustla
Never trusted niggas
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Writer: Shawn Price
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