Lyrics Still Special - Caine Marko

Big figure... big nigger... still tipping
Big bird... big worm still flipping
Walk the walk don't talk I still listen
And come through and still drip drip like sauce kitchen
Still dapper still suave I'm still a spiffin
Still toke I still smoke I'm still piffing
Hype nigger white liquor still sipping
Off license
Lost license still whipping
I'm still...
I'm still trying to make amends
Still the same guy from the ends
Still calling you bro if your my friend still
Still riding till the end for the ones who thought to pick up a pen when I was in pen still
And my pen games still formidable
Boss! Still don't talk to the middle dude
Rass! Still talk shit im on swingers too
Cah!... if your talking sticks My bro can bring it too
Dawg what u think that man is kidding
Nowadays most people have got one just like a sibling
Me I'm writing down lyrics I'm still scribbling
4th quarter hard in the paint and I'm still dribbling
See me putting in that work. now its overtime
Sleep is for weak so now I'm in overdrive
Still no love for the ones that played me
Said they would stay but walked away... what u talking bout
Huh... Mumma never raised a fool
Plus my daddy told me stay in school
So I had to acknowledged the fact
I was going college just for the knowledge but I played it cool
I Wasted money blazing grade all day
Looking shabby had to change my ways
Cos I'm a king I had to reverse the game
Now this Black Jack is changing suits like a Ace of spades

I'm So special... so special
Gimme all the trophies all the medals
Fast cars foot pon pedal
Pedal to the floor break laws imma rebel Black skin unsettled...
Tryna send my mumma on them cruises
30 knots all around the Caribbean cruising
Done a lot Jackie's first born keeps it moving
Back and forth moving all my loud packs up from Luton
Switching lanes, right palm itchy for the change quick
Ship done sailed I ain't fishing for these lame chicks
Things up on my mind...
Family... career... and I got money on my mind
Another donnie in the grind
Another Donnie with the Yen
Run cheques money haffi spend
Double up money for di rent
Stick a couple racks up in the vent
My youth is getting bigger my sons bloodclart foots a size 11
And a half to rass and probably getting larger
He still comes to me cos I'm his farda
Still looking Gucci and the Prada
Tell him that he has to work harder
So that his pockets never live marga
Pockets haffi fat, obese, heavyweight
That's gonna help me reach the top... elevate
If someone's acting up put a stop to it... regulate
Then kick back with the grade and meditate then celebrate