Still Walkin' by Yoko Chanel Lyrics

Quote from the song “Still Walkin'” by Yoko Chanel

Yea
I was a kid they called me ugly
& it fucked up my confidence
& it’s no coincidence
That it made me think
That I'm irrelevant
If you said I was cute
I denied it, like fuck it, you lying
'cuz at the time nobody was eyeing
Why you let that shit get you bent
But if you need to let it out
Imma let you vent , just chill fool
Yoko Chanel, yea, keep cool
Nah, I was abused & now I feel used
Cuz that nigga fucked me over
& now I'm filled with trauma
Stuck inside my head
Internal drama

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Still Walkin'”

• Produced: Lake Len
• Written: Yoko Chanel
• Release Date: May 23, 2019

Perfect Lyrics of the Song “Still Walkin'” Released in 2019

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[verse 1]

Yea
I was a kid they called me ugly
& it fucked up my confidence
& it’s no coincidence
That it made me think
That I'm irrelevant
If you said I was cute
I denied it, like fuck it, you lying
'cuz at the time nobody was eyeing
Why you let that shit get you bent
But if you need to let it out
Imma let you vent , just chill fool
Yoko Chanel, yea, keep cool
Nah, I was abused & now I feel used
Cuz that nigga fucked me over
& now I'm filled with trauma
Stuck inside my head
Internal drama

[bridge]

I ain’t love myself in 10yrs
Since I got molested
All I hear is hate in my ear
Ignore all the love in face
Blinded by the clothes that
Couldn’t keep me safe
Kill

[hook]

Imma boy
That think like a bitch
Real glitter nigga
Man I feel like Prince
No suppressing my thots & my feelings
If Imma simp, imma simp
But don’t get it twisted
Still walk with a limp
Still strapped like a gimp
Still playin bitches like the devil
Imma imp, yea

[verse 2]

They said I think like a girl, yea
But bitch I'm a man
You do what you can
Hollywood Court
Knocking out niggas
These niggas is fans
These bitches they stan, yea
Pottin' my problems in sand, yea
Bleu Benjamin I need bands, yea
Can’t ever fake who I am, yea, aw yea
When I get that sack buy back
389 Rhode Island Ave, yeaa

Bitch, I’m from DC
Oh nah I from PG
Nigga you bluffin’, quit wellin’ you meezy
Back on the block
Where shit get sleazy
I see the opps, I shoot
They drop, I loot

Yea, Ion think they feel you Chanel
*kill*

[hook]

Imma boy
That think like a bitch
Real glitter nigga
Man I feel like Prince
No suppressing my thots & my feelings
If Imma simp, Imma simp
But don’t get it twisted, yea
Still walk with a limp
Still strapped like a gimp
Still playin bitches
Like the devil
Imma imp