[Hook:]
Still sick, Still sick
Still sick
Still sick Still sick
Still sick
Still sick
Still sick, Still sick
[Verse 1:]
Still sick
Twelve grams in the zip
Us we don't mix
Triple 6 for my wrist
Blood on my lips
I can't stand I'ma sit
I was broke now I'm fixed
Black skies ever since
I hope i, won't be missed
From the rain to the snow going in
I am sick I'm not seen
I don't know what I think
I can't see anything
Call my friends, give me wings
SG Drain who are we
Don't get lost in the sh**
I don't want to be seen
[Hook + Verse 1](x2)
Still sick, Still sick
Still sick
Still sick Still sick
Still sick
Still sick
Still sick, Still sick
Still sick
Twelve grams in the zip
Us we don't mix
Triple 6 for my wrist
Blood on my lips
(Harmonized Vocals)