“STILL POSTED” [Intro – quick] Yeah Still posted Still movin’ Still countin’ --- [Verse 1 – Fast / Chopper Flow] I was down to my last, had to hustle and grind, Sellin’ whatever I could just to stack me a dime, Had my back to the wall, had my front to the time, Ain’t nobody help me, I was runnin’ from lies. Had some friends in my circle but they slithered and slid, Soon as money start showin’, I could tell who it is, Every smile got fake, every dap felt weird, They was cheerin’ my fall, now they mad I’m here. I remember them nights when the fridge stayed bare, Now they watchin’ my rise like I owe ’em a share, I was flippin’ them ounces, flippin’ hope into prayer, Tryna turn every dollar to a hundred, I swear. --- [Hook – Catchy / Aggressive] Money bring the jealousy, I see it in they eyes, Friends turn to snakes soon as paper get involved, Everybody switched up when I finally got mine, Now I’m still posted up, yeah, I’m grindin’ for life. I was broke, I was hungry, had to get it myself, Sold whatever I could just to feed my damn self, Now the money comin’ fast, got ’em feelin’ some type, Still posted, still hustlin’, still ready to fight. --- [Verse 2 – Faster / Rittz Pocket] I was movin’ with faith while they movin’ with hate, They was laughin’ at me while I starved in the wait, Now they tryna be cool, wanna ride in my lane, But they wasn’t around when I stood in the rain. I was flippin’ my stress into profit and pain, Turned a vision to product, had to market my name, Every loss left a scar, every win left a stain, Now I don’t trust a soul, I just hustle and aim. I was runnin’ through nights with no sleep in my brain, Tryna make me a future from crumbs and some change, Now they watchin’ my pockets like they part of my game, But I remember them nights when they thought I was lame. --- [Hook – Repeat] Money bring the jealousy, I see it in they eyes, Friends turn to snakes soon as paper get involved, Everybody switched up when I finally got mine, Now I’m still posted up, yeah, I’m grindin’ for life. I was broke, I was hungry, had to get it myself, Sold whatever I could just to feed my damn self, Now the money comin’ fast, got ’em feelin’ some type, Still posted, still hustlin’, still ready to fight. --- [Verse 3 – Double Time / Emotional] I ain’t forget