20 of the Best Lyrics From Yo Gotti’s ‘I Still Am’ Album
Self-proclaimed hustlers come a dime a dozen when observing the current landscape of hip-hop. Talks of plugs, connects, drug deals and prices run rampant throughout the genre, as it has for multiple decades now. Many who talk the talk may not have walked the walk, but one rap artist that has proven to be the real deal in all aspects of being a self-made boss is Yo Gotti. The Memphis native has seen his popularity rise to a crescendo after more than a decade spent building his brand, brick by brick.
Prior to becoming the rap kingpin that he is today, Yo Gotti was an independent artist grinding his way up the rap food chain, releasing the albums Life (2003) and Back 2 da Basics (2006) while spreading his brand of hustler music. However, it would be the release of his major label debut, Live From the Kitchen, that would truly find him spreading his wings and evolving into one of the more revered and respected spitters out of the South. Upping the ante with his 2013 release I Am, Yo Gotti would hit the jackpot in 2016, when his single "Down in the DM" caught fire, peaking at No. 13 on the Billboard Hot 100, his most successful single at that juncture in his career.
Having aligned himself with Roc Nation and bringing his CMG imprint over to the house that Hov built as well as with Epic Records, Yo Gotti is primed to reach even higher heights with the release of his new album, I Still Am. Led by the Nicki Minaj-assisted single, "Rake It Up," which reached the Top 10 on the Billboard Hot 100, I Still Am is a project that displays the rapper as more than a mere hustler, but an entrepreneur with his team's best interest at heart.
XXL gives Yo Gotti's newest long player a few spins and highlights 20 of the hottest lyrics from I Still Am that will motivate you to boss up.
"Double cross, double cross/They killed my lil' partner, it's another loss/It's murder on my mind, I got bloody thoughts/I hope none of these niggas come piss me off/I heard my lil' bitch been out fuckin' on ’em/Yeah that's my lil' bitch but I cut her off/The head so fire when I say off with her head, I really mean take it off"
"Had to learn the hard way that these bitches just gon' be bitches/Just fuck ’em, keep it movin' my nigga, get out your feelings/Yeah, shout out to Sonja, shout out to Sandra/She was married, I still put dick all down her tonsil/These hoes be hateful and these hoes be petty/These hoes ain't boujee but they always ready/Then act like they regret it"
"Old head fucked up my mind state/Watch him kill a nigga cold blood in the broad day/If I ain't know God I would've lost faith/Niggas couldn't eat while they lost weight/Niggas ain't going on no diet/Niggas kill a nigga ’bout they pride/Niggas gon' slide, niggas gon' do 25 in a cell ’fore a nigga switch sides"
"I know a lot of killers that's active/Know a lot of rappers that's acting/Used to get my work from the plug, I was paying on the backhand/That was back then when I was trapping/First time I ever shot a pistol I was 13/Glock hold 17, black with the red beam/First time I ever shot a nigga, rival hood shoot-out, shit felt like a wet dream/Fell in love with the streets"
"Why the trap smell like onions? What's that loud odor?/I've been sackin' brown bags like I work at Kroger/Not concerned with no payment nigga, what the total/I jumped out my Bentley coupe into a Toyota/Seat belt, rental car trafficking/Blood on my diamonds, bitch I'm African"
"I don't date honey, cookie on tsunami/All my niggas wife me once they get that good punani/I think he need a Bonnie, I might just let him find me/Never trust a big butt and a smile, word to Ronnie/Re-rep Queens like Supreme, ask Webb and Nitti/A-ask Bimmy and Joe, nigga run me my dough/Wr-wrist game is freezin' like it wait in the cold/Nickname is Nicki but my name ain't Nicole" - Nicki Minaj
"I got stones on my neck, blood on me set/Water on my wrist, put glitter on my bitch/My ex was a waitress, so I gave that hoe a tip/My ex fucked a lame, now she workin' double shifts/Our money ain't the same, you a lame, and it clear/I did ten mil in 11 months, not a year"
"And my label say I got the juice/Hol' up, aye yo, Gotti, who as hot as you?/Lil boy talkin' money, know there's too much juice/You may see me with security, but know I'm the one shootin'/Been a boss all my life, I made a millionaire or two/You might see me in a coupe with the disappearing roof/I had packs, I got plaques, you get taxed for the juice/If you ask, you get facts, I'm at Saks with your boo"
"On Twitter better get out my mentions/I'm paranoid I'm shootin', you flinchin', nigga, I'm from the trenches/My bag different, my swag different/My bitch went seen Dr. Miami, her ass different/I'm extraordinary young nigga, I'm past different/This little bullshit you doin' young nigga, my past history"
"I might not pay through these bills, but I told her what was real/Shorty you bad, that's cool but you gotta get some skills/See I pay different taxes, that's a different bracket/I hate when these niggas be talkin', I wanna see the action/Wanna be the new Gotti, you ain't a fuckin' fraction/You closer to being a Kardashian, you do not roll with assassins"
"Passed my number to Angela, I thought I had her/Her nigga cuffed her, married, it made me madder/I respect it, I'm moving on, but the truth is I want her badder/Maybe me sayin' her name made him move faster/Maybe me bein' a G was kind of bad for her/But me bein' a G, I was glad for her" - Yo Gotti
"I had that hustler instinct, everything we monetize, homie/Your little brother like my brother, it left him traumatized, homie/And you my nigga, you were down to do a homicide for me/It's that hood shit, we was on Woodcliff with them choppas/O.C.U. and undercover narcos tryin' to stop us"
"I got keys to the city/Wanna know a secret, I had keys in the city before the keys to the city/So how the fuck the landlord think he gon' ban me/Fell out with real hittas from the hood, niggas couldn't ban me/'Cause my only plan b is death before I be a pussy/And throw this shit away before I let a nigga push me/Extort who? I wish you niggas knew/I ain't even fuckin' with you if you need a check to shoot"
"Couple niggas convicted felons/I like the church but I don't trust the reverend/Soul been absent in my presence/And am I wrong if I bring my weapon?/Yeah, I said my prayers, I got my blessings/I'm still stressing so I'm finessing/Ain't holding back, these my confessions/If I could talk to god like a real nigga one on one, I'd ask him/I see my career goin' to the next level but my mind goin' backwards" - Yo Gotti
"Scooped her, dropped her back off, find an Uber/Catch me with the models up in Dyckman smokin' hookah/I took her from a hooptie to a Benz, ha/From the projects to the crib with the fence, ha/She double-back fuck me with her friends, ha/Then we jump right back to that bread, ha/Choppa style, ridin' with a shotty/Two-fifty on my wrist, tryin' to soak all my body, ha" - French Montana
"The beat is classic, but so am I/I really sold it out the plastic to get 'em high/She rolled a diesel now we're drunk, there's a DUI/Bitch, swallow kids, between you and I/Pop pop that pussy for a rich nigga/Girl you too real for a bitch nigga/I seen you with your friend, I wanna get with you/Y'all look good together, bring your bitch with you" - Yo Gotti
"I live my whole life criminal, keep talking to a minimal/My nigga catch a case, I'm fightin' it with them ’til they sentence ’em/And it's still fuck the DA and the judge/Biggest gangster, and ain't a crip or a blood/Fuck a label when you got it out the mud/All these sensitive ass rappers need hugs/I ain't grow up with you, I don't know you nigga/Quit hittin' my phone ’bout that verse, look I don't owe you, nigga" - Yo Gotti
"I got murder for a fee nigga, I got murder for the cheap nigga/Catch you in Miami, gun you down on the beach nigga/Just 'cause I'm a rapper don't you ever think it's sweet nigga/I was slangin' choppers 'fore I ever rapped on beats nigga/Fox 5, bitch boy that's what I claim/Rappers scared to hang around me ’cause they know they lame/Beat a double homicide ’fore I bought a chain/I went and bought a Bentley truck, I did not buy a Range" - 21 Savage
I'm tryin' to put my youngin' on the chart/They trying to trick my youngin' out his spot/You tryin' to cop a Benz off the lot/I'm tryin' to pull up in my own yacht/I got different dreams, different goals/We in different brackets, we got different hoes too/I don't feel ya, I ain't supposed to/Spread rumors, that's what hoes do"
"I just left the bank, headed to LA/I just left all my dogs a plate, put ’em on a plane/Passport, I just left UK, hustlin' out the States/I got weight, yah they call it freight, hood call it yay, yay/I can prolly say that I ain't never took the stand/My lil, Asian bitch she do my feet, she from Japan"