Still

[Verse 1]
They say rap change
They wanna know how I feel about it
And do the west coast still got it?
Nigga, do we still got it?
Drake gone and we still poppin'
Kendrick killing shit, bitch's still Compton
Take the 105 and make a ride on central
I have seen a lot of shit happen, right on central
Walk into the liquor store, I should've left my pistol
But let a nigga bang on me, I'ma press my issue
I'm from California (I'm from California)
You see them blue and red rags and niggas bang on them corners
We still own it, still trippin' off them colors that you got on
I still got love for the streets that I got shot on
This Comptown thug shit is still in me
Mama raised me, but still it ain't no bitch in me, nigga
She ain't bring me in the world for that
She ain't raised no hoe, she could've had a girl for that

[Chorus]
Still in it, still with it, still thuggin'
Still trippin', still Crippin', still Bloodin'
And even though somebody says got beef
We can still show love in the streets
It's the CPT
Still in it, still with it, still thuggin'
Still trippin', still Crippin', still Bloodin'
And even though somebody says got beef
We can still show love in the streets
It's the CPT

[Verse 2]
Compton Av never changed, I stay true to my name, I'm still
Pushing on Insta, I got the city lit, I still
Did it myself, nigga ain't nobody give me shit
It's on now, fuck yours I got my own now
And I get respect in my own town
Compton, California, bitch the city is mine
Dropping hits after hits, bitch I've been on my grind
Shoutout Snoopy, kept it real the first time that I met him
Tried to stop him, you don't let him
And Quick told me nigga do your shit, it's Compton to the casket
Tell [?] keepin' it classic, for the CPT