I don't ever pay attention
As you can tell
I'll speak
And I'll send it
They just roll with it
I cannot tell you whose out to get me
I'm tailor made for this here
So I'm moving swiftly
As I, journey on this road
Up to the big leagues
I don't carry cash, I'm never tipsy
It's a Cole world, I'm feeling Nipsey
Life's a box of chocolates
Man, forget that line
I never read the scripts, see
Everything a hundred times
I've been to ATL and hell and back
And still I never found parking
Tell me what's with that?
I'm the number nine
In a top ten list
I hope this summer I'm moving up
I won't be missed
I'm leaving cold shoulders everywhere
Like ice in a ditch
I'm pulling strings like a puppeteer
I'm nice in a pinch
I'm still swinging for the fences
I never lost my balls
I see my net worth
I maxxed out my defenses
Going through withdrawls
My head hurts
I don't own nothing but this pen
And everything I've seen's made me everything I am
I'm still a fan
After all I'm still a fan
I'm still a fan
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm still a fan
And everything I've seen made me
Made me, what I am
Lord knows I'm still a fan
Louis Pablo - STILL A FAN Lyrics
Louis Pablo - STILL A FAN Lyrics
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English
I don't ever pay attention
As you can tell
I'll speak
And I'll send it
They just roll with it
I cannot tell you whose out to get me
I'm tailor made for this here
So I'm moving swiftly
As I, journey on this road
Up to the big leagues
I don't carry cash, I'm never tipsy
It's a Cole world, I'm feeling Nipsey
Life's a box of chocolates
Man, forget that line
I never read the scripts, see
Everything a hundred times
I've been to ATL and hell and back
And still I never found parking
Tell me what's with that?
I'm the number nine
In a top ten list
I hope this summer I'm moving up
I won't be missed
I'm leaving cold shoulders everywhere
Like ice in a ditch
I'm pulling strings like a puppeteer
I'm nice in a pinch
I'm still swinging for the fences
I never lost my balls
I see my net worth
I maxxed out my defenses
Going through withdrawls
My head hurts
I don't own nothing but this pen
And everything I've seen's made me everything I am
I'm still a fan
After all I'm still a fan
I'm still a fan
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm still a fan
And everything I've seen made me
Made me, what I am
Lord knows I'm still a fan
As you can tell
I'll speak
And I'll send it
They just roll with it
I cannot tell you whose out to get me
I'm tailor made for this here
So I'm moving swiftly
As I, journey on this road
Up to the big leagues
I don't carry cash, I'm never tipsy
It's a Cole world, I'm feeling Nipsey
Life's a box of chocolates
Man, forget that line
I never read the scripts, see
Everything a hundred times
I've been to ATL and hell and back
And still I never found parking
Tell me what's with that?
I'm the number nine
In a top ten list
I hope this summer I'm moving up
I won't be missed
I'm leaving cold shoulders everywhere
Like ice in a ditch
I'm pulling strings like a puppeteer
I'm nice in a pinch
I'm still swinging for the fences
I never lost my balls
I see my net worth
I maxxed out my defenses
Going through withdrawls
My head hurts
I don't own nothing but this pen
And everything I've seen's made me everything I am
I'm still a fan
After all I'm still a fan
I'm still a fan
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm still a fan
And everything I've seen made me
Made me, what I am
Lord knows I'm still a fan
Writer: Daniel Abbott
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