Letras
STILL HURT
Written By Wendell Hayden
Still sliding up Manchester
Still with all the extra-extra's
Yeah, n**** read about it
It's still n****'s in the cut that wanna
see about it
We ain't playing no games
Y'all gone bleed about it
Drag my name through the mud
But it's still clean
Believe what you want
But I'm still me
I ain't clearing nothing up
Made something for the city
In the summer they can f*** it up to
But I'm still hurt
But a broken heart still work
Still ain't heard from my daughter
Deja still her
& it get worst
I ain't even dealt with the grief
Everybody wanna bring me the beef
I ain't even on that
Still saying prayers for you
If it's ever up I'm still gone air it for you
I'm still a real n**** at the end of it all
Even if you n****'s don't wanna see me with the ball
On God
Still got s*** that's on my chest
I can't get over
Still got b****'s in my face that
Try to get over
Still got n****'s that be tryna
Stab my back
I done held it down for you
That's how you pay me back?
Woah
These n****'s really don't know
what it takes to be a real one
Cause I ain't never snitched on a n****
Never put a b**** over my n****
These n****'s really don't know
What it takes to really be the man
I put on for my city
Look how many n****'s got on with me
Still slide to the crib 2 hours away
Spoke to bird on the phone 2 hours today
He let me know I gotta dig deeper
Tap into my dark side
Like I'm grim reaper
Still Slide to my granny house
I'm a long way from granny couch
Just had to think abundance
Now I gotta grand amount
While n****'s got the same amount
& we ain't talking money
The s*** I got inside me?
Can't nobody take it from me
Gave all my trauma's new meanings
Promise myself that new Beamer
N****'s try do what I do
but I do this s*** cleaner
I mean it,
Use to walk down that Nina
with nothing in my pocket but dreams
Thank God for being a dreamer
Thank God I saw this s*** through
Thank God for making me, me
Thank God I'm none of you
Thank God I'm none of you
None of you woah
Still got s*** that's on my chest
I can't get over
Still got b****'s in my face that
Try to get over
Still got n****'s that be tryna
Stab my back
I done held it down for you
That's how you pay me back?
Woah