Still here

Yeah, wunna, yeah

They raided me once, now they knockin’ again

Say they want my old man, talkin’ ’bout back when

Hard-ass old man, never bend, never break

Did his time, paid his price, but they still want a taste

Second time at the door, same scene, new date

Fifty deep in the yard like they tryna seal fate

Flashlights on his face, hands up, no fear

He just laugh through the cuffs like “I been through this here”

Ain’t no new charge, just some old paperwork

System tryna eat off a man that they left in the dirt

Dispensaries boomin’, but they diggin’ up past

Tryna make an example out the one who went last

Old man solid though, he a stone, he a brick

Took the fall, did the years, now they want more of it

But we bloodline pressure, we don’t fold for the law

They can raid it two times, we still stand ten toes tall

Yeah, yeah

Can’t break what’s already been broken and built

Wunna