Still Ridin’ (Interlude) lyrics

[Verse]
Ya, f*ck what they told ya
I'm ridin' round with Stunna servin'
In the cuts of Magnolia
I guess he still
Got them thang for ten a brick
What shall i benefit learnin' from my predecessors
It's immanent that i ball on the nay-sayers
Their hate layers
They wish i wasn't deep like the chakras and great prayers
They prefer that i was shallow with the stairs on the hot tub
They send all this hate, still i got love
Look, i'm so unacquainted with cameras and gettin' painted
It's something that'chu not
And this industry rather tainted
Realize all that Gucci Wear is a heinous disguise
Forty caliber it ain't at ya sides
Aim at your ties
I'm tired of fake ballers
I give it to ya, you great stallers
But the truth on the way
You on the way up out the door
When i come around things in alignment
I ain't talkin' about the rock when i say throw up the diamonds
I get some steel
I hear on some f*ck sh*t
And you still servin' mid on some out of luck sh*t
Ya i'm still ridin' 'round with the same homies
You recognize but you ain't even know me
Mother f*cka and i'm still ridin', still ridin'
Twenty years in the game
Mother f*cka and i'm still ridin', still ridin'
Ya, i'm a legend in my city
Mother f*cka and i'm still ridin', still ridin'
Too much dough to count
Mother f*cka and i'm still ridin, still ridin'