I'm Still 作词：K. Khaled, C. Brown, O. Akintimehin, C. Thomaz, Antoine McColister, K. Cossom, A. Norris, B. Korn 作曲：K. Khaled, C. Brown, O. Akintimehin, C. Thomaz, Antoine McColister, K. Cossom, A. Norris, B. Korn
[Intro：DJ Khaled] Money long, the night is young The world is on
[Hook: Chris Brown] I know a lot of niggas in here prolly hate me right now I'll drink to that, I'll drink to that That ain't gon' change a thing Still gon' do my thing I'm still ya ya Still gon' go and get mine Still gon' keep on winnin Still gon' keep it one hunnit everytime I'm still eating when them niggas throw shots I'm still still gon' end up on top (Pussy ass niggas stop hating)
[Verse 1: Wale] Ralph uh, niggas be women like hoes be women Look at me close, there is no sympathy Those will envy [?]subliminal quotes [?] If only I hate them, like Tony Montana except no Monola She love me for [?] These dudes these snakes these women is vultures Who am I to trust, who gon' ride for me Who's gon' light somebody up when I be like yup, they squeeze, comfortably And that new custom piece [?] I [?] And the Lambo feel what a real nigga doin [?]skrr in it And the world so ill when the boy get funny over money or a girl Let it marinate, let me correlate, let them niggas hate We never ever let a women tell a nigga wait
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] Most of these niggas ain't [?]most of these ain't poppin' Most of these niggas ain't bothering most of these niggas they starving Talking cars and, what the fuck They don't even got em So high don't see no problems Bitch I'm on them trees like Tarzan Aw man, I want all my cheese like Robin Shrimp or calamari I'm a young nigga with options And you close but you ain't close enough In the VIP call me the poster child from posting up Top floor suite we going up D.A.F. I'm dope as fuck Woo, hundred bottles comin' that mean a hundred bottles gettin' opened up Rolex face all frozen expect ya'll to hate you ain't supposed to love it She backing up, like a Tonka truck
[Hook]
[Verse 3: DJ Khaled] Fuck boy, I kept it real, came up Wake up, feeling blessed, pockets full, no stress At the shop, we the best Cutting checks, eating good Loving life [?] I'm still gon' shine bright in that limelight
[Verse 4: Ace Hood] Ok now it's no more Mr. nice guy If you niggas couldn't see me in the day time Girl you got a better chance getting a day job Your career wouldn't blow away the napalm Silly motherfucka, who knows how to win the game on the buzzer I'm the type to make a whole lot of money Buy a whole new crib cus I'm bored as a motherfucka And it's still fuck hater Still gon' ball like Kobe from the Lakers Still we the best, and it's still hood nation And I'm still gonna smoke even if I'm on [?]