Duendita - Still Her lyrics

Got goosebumps on this sh*t Ready to hoop up on the bench Coach put me in Won't put me in So smoked doobies on the bench Smoked wooly's back in tenth grade Had me feeling bent, aye Then there was 11th grade Thought I was a renegade But still in my tender faze Did a couple drugs a day Whatever I could get I'd take But I was getting As Couldn't get better grades So everybody looked the other way Girls was playing games But they ain't really wanna play I tried and I tried I was shy would always run away Then one day I realized What I wanna say But it only came out right When I was on the mic When I was freestyling or when I would write Then twelfth grade hit I dropped my first sh*t Maybe I'll gain some love show how hard I could spit Plus I got to let a lot off my chest Even if it was just me that learned from the words I said At first ain't sh*t change The girls in my grade liked herbs That I couldn't respect So I'd act like I couldn't care less And the other girls would date Guys that were twenty eight And I looked younger than my age so where was I left Didn't stand a chance at the dance Didn't see where I was going Didn't even give a glance I was repulsive Then bagged this older chick Dominique at Dylan Schultz' crib And it was so sick but still had to figure out my own sh*t Where to go next Had to make a plan stat My parents on my ass Talking college in my ear And ain't no way in hell that I'm following my piers High school took enough years Done there Ain't going back Getting stuck there Nah I'm starting a career And I guess that it was rap And it all seemed so clear after that After math I'm here (Chorus) And we still here And it don't stop As the globe goes And the trees blow So does the stove top As the tea kettle blows Seen better days But need these days to let em know I just let it roll I just gotta get em with the flow A veteran but they would never know Ima bout have to let it go They regretted ever letting him in the door I just let it roll Whether shedding tears or a I laugh The years that I've had The beers I've bagged up drank in the bag of a cab The fear that I didn't let steer me down the wrong path Goes back Way before Uber and all that It was always yellow other then when it was dollar cabs Holler back Call a fact a fact recalling back Ah ah ah When I yerp shorty yerp back Draw string nap sack where I kept the pack at I don't know if I had the words that describe how I felt When I finally took a look at myself After all this time realized What i got under my belt Ain't no undo But whatever conundrum that's dealt If you summon em The Gods coming through to help It's something that you feel not something you can tell Anybody but your delf It's too real We still here till death I do my deal Not part of it the whole thing If I started it I'm finishing it no strings Attached everything's floating We just going through the motions So far, everything coasting Got my microphone I'm toastin' Like I'm yellow man At the festival out at meadowlands flowing Been a while But crowd stole em Leave em wild open with what's coming out my mouth (Chorus) And we still here And it don't stop As the globe goes And the trees blow So does the stove top As the tea kettle blows Seen better days But need these days to let em know I just let it roll I just gotta get em with the flow A veteran but they would never know Ima bout to have to let it go They regretted ever letting him in the door I just let it roll And you know I couldn't go on with it I'm so committed to grow Everyone think that they know the kid But he ain't fit in to the mold they give So I ended up all alone again And again With every clique I was in Theses days catch me on the block if you wanna talk if you need you a friend If you need you a friend