Letra de Still Me - Tom MacDonald

(Feat. [])

I could have the biggest house in the hills

But I'm still livin' in a little crib and payin' my bills

And I could have a dozen playboy bunny's grabbing my jeans

But I got one girl who loves me she's the perfect one for me

And I could drive a brand new Lambo if I wanted to

I'd rather hand a hundred grand in cash straight

To my Mom and Dad this afternoon

And I could have an attitude celebrity neighbors

A dozen butlers and security with rifles and tazors

But that ain't me

Money ain't gonna' change me

Pay me what you want but I will still remain the same me

Chicken fingers, baked beans

Faded T-shirt, same jeans

People make me famous but I stay the way that God made me

Middle fingers flippin' temper short

I lit the wick and I quite drinkin'

I am still crazier

Than college kids and liquor

I'm the quickest to the trigger

Wicked, ignorant and bitter

I ain't changing up for nothing, I don't care if I get richer

I'm still a scumbag

I'm still an asshole

I don't give a fuck

What the hell they mad for

I'm still a dickhead

I keep it grimey

I don't give a fuck

Tell ‘em where to find me

I'm still a scumbag

I'm still an asshole

I don't give a fuck

What the hell they mad for

I'm still a dickhead

I keep it grimey

I don't give a fuck

Tell ‘em where to find me

I could have a dozen chains on my neck

I'd rather donate to a charity then blatantly flex

And I could Gucci, Louie, Prada every time I get dressed

But I wear sweat pants and T-shirts and socks that are ripped

And I could take a private jet to somewhere gorgeous if I wanted to

I'd rather pay my sister's mortgage honestly I'm honored to

And I could have an attitude but gratitude is greater

A bunch of chefs in the kitchen, shooters no bullet proof haters

But that ain't me, everybody hates me

I would never give that up for nothin' cause I love it and I'm crazy

Middle fingers aim squeeze

They all triggered blame me

People made me famous I ain't changing up to make peace

Twisted braids I am spitting flames

And swinging blades on they brains

Hollywood can make you different

Look at me I'm just the same

Still the Homie pickin' up the phone when you holler

I ain't switchin' up for dollars screw it don't even bother

I'm still a scumbag

I'm still an asshole

I don't give a fuck

What the hell they mad for

I'm still a dickhead

I keep it grimey

I don't give a fuck

Tell ‘em where to find me

I'm still a scumbag

I'm still an asshole

I don't give a fuck

What the hell they mad for

I'm still a dickhead

I keep it grimey

I don't give a fuck

Tell ‘em where to find me

I'm still the one

Who you knew before they paid me

Still ain't never let the money change me

I'm still the one

Who they picked on and hated

Still the same guy I'm just famous

I'm still the one

Who made millions off a rap

And never let it change the man I am

I'm still the one

Who you knew from the old days

I ain't selling out dawg, I won't change

I'm still a scumbag

I'm still an asshole

I don't give a fuck

What the hell they mad for

I'm still a dickhead

I keep it grimey

I don't give a fuck

Tell ‘em where to find me

I'm still a scumbag

I'm still an asshole

I don't give a fuck

What the hell they mad for

I'm still a dickhead

I keep it grimey

I don't give a fuck

Tell ‘em where to find me

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