Lyrics to Still Independent
Well looky here
Another day, another dollar
One things for certain
I’ma find my comfort zone in these streets
I’d like to welcome y’all out
To Hot Shot (To Hot Shot)
G Perico (G Perico)
Y’all ready (Gangsta Grizillz)

Uh-huh, look
I keep shopping, I got habits
I keep dropping, I got classics
I live my life on 10
I got homies going out
I got homies going in
I got money coming out
I got money going in
Half a ticket, and I’m still independent
They like G, boy you brilliant
I’m still standing, I’m resilient (Let’s get it)
Life’s too short to be stressing ‘bout a friendship
I’m top tier with this Crip shit
Big homie on another level
New wins got me dancing with another devil
But it’s cool cause I got it
In 60 days I’m recoup then i’m all profit
Yeah, I’m all about my business
When I first started I was all about my niggas
But my head had to switch up my plans
Call me Hot Shot aka Gangster Slim
(Gangsta, Gangsta, Gangsta, Gangsta)

Oh yeah (Oh yeah)
You hear the voice (You hear the voice)
By now you should be familiar (By now you should be familiar)
It’s street [?]
The one and only (Dra-Dra-Dramatic)
DJ Drama

I’m on fire, hot
Every big check I buy something on the block
Movie star, Hot Shot my nationality
And my lifestyle, ain’t no cap on the salary
Shit goes up
But you know the law of gravity
Every show packed out at capacity
Need to add another horse to the stable
Red Rari, red Porsche, both painted blue
I ain’t have a dollar, and these niggas ain’t have a clue
Wanna be around, make yourself irreplaceable
We at the game court side
Me and Dave first play was a couple million dollars
Flew to Atlanta, linked up with Drama (Yes sir)
The Clicc getting strong so I had to bring my partner
We treat the wins like the losses
Keep going strong and stay true to the process

History in the making
It’s been years of anticipation
The streets finest
LA
We back at it
Nigga this Hot Shot
Let me ask you
Tsk, huh, this what y’all were waiting