Still I Fight On - Rome Fortune

Piggy backing off realities, got a lot levels that challenge me

Been up three days straight, running from the dreams I chase

Hit and miss the reality, gotta lot of homies that are casualties

So am up three days straight

Fucking women getting mad at me

Never wanna hand out handed

No, yeah, I don’t want your hand out

Put your hand down, like I ain’t Belgian

Yes, ah, yes, ah

I don’t want your hand out, put your hand down

Yeah, I got a little block, cause there’s no competition

You come up on my block, don’t paying you no attention

Mentioned I had demons, my demon is screaming listen

Headphones tuned loud, I can’t let these niggas win it

You would rather spend your money on a tour bus

To be that nigga at the venue when you pull up

I rather spend some money buying cars that pull ups

Than be a silly motherfucker tryna look cool

I had a conversation with this rapper

I had a conversation with this rapper and guess what he told me

I had a conversation with this rapper

I had a conversation with this rapper, that’s what he told me

Hey, we’ll first get a few thing straight by birth

Wrong fortune, had to find faith, grace at 22

In a liquor store, ain’t that they say so

I was desperate nigga, very desperate, I had went through phases

Fuck a gabble grey smith, I fought for survival

Get up out my face man, cause I know the bible

Boy you ain’t no rival, just a sucker who know how to rhyme dog

Just to eat I had to come in calves yow

Piggy backing off realities, got a lot levels that challenge me

Been up three days straight, running from the dreams I chase

Hit and miss the reality, gotta lot of homies that are casualties

So am up three days straight

Fucking women getting mad at me

Never wanna hand out handed

No, yes, I don’t want your hand out

Put your hand down, like I ain’t Belgian

Yes, ah, yes, I said

I don’t want your hand out, put your hand down

I can’t get back all my time lost, from the time lost

In time lost, made me a diamond

When am down and am bound, but I on

All my days, all my days been think that my mind gone

Still I fight on, still I fight on, still I fight on, still I fight on

Look, I said fighting to be the best me

You see I’m better than you

And you don’t know how good you can be

You get slumped in this situation and never can leave

Use a difficult situation as means to get better

Better in the sense of my, not talking cheddar

Took a dead that I would never make it, never me never

But am looking in a low light, pretty good lens

They had many in my whole life, lost pretty good friends

So like, gimme good answer, so like

Gimme good answers when am pushing shit forward

Am not that nigga looking weird, what I think about

That’s what I think about, It’s like

Sitting in the Reverend’s car and in a Deacon’s house

Know the word but you still, put your dick in bitches mouth

But your words tricking people to make them overlook the flaws

Make them overlook the flaws man

Goddamn I ain’t praying to the Lord man

Cause they killing amen, so no amen

And we killing amen, so no amen

(Still no amen, yeah)

I said, everybody want the juice, but what’s the ingredients

Most these niggas with the juice are just, good with obedience

Let them off their collars, huh, let them off their collars

It’s like a wild west chasing dollars

I said, everybody want the juice, but what’s the ingredients

Most these niggas with the juice are just, good with obedience

Let them off their collars, (yes) let them off their collars

It’s like a wild west chasing dollars, chasing dollars

Chasing dollars, like a wild west nigga chasing dollars

Yes, yes, chasing dollars, like a wild west chasing dollars

Still I fight on, still I fight on, still I fight on, still I fight on

Still I fight on, still I fight on, still I fight on, still I fight on