Forever Rollin

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I been had to light before them niggas found me, They can't say they put me on
Them niggas fake and they can't do it like me, them Niggas some clones
But watch I get the pack and get it gone , the same Day that it touched
Ain't faking for no hoes if I ain't got my stick, ain't Pulling up
And heard your youngin died was faking cause he Ran out of motion
We forever rolling, we don't gotta pour the drink Forever, smoking
I know when niggas see me, they get mad like that Nigga be trollin
Buts niggas faking, they ain't really with it, I'm the One that hoe em
And let's keep it a band, remain silent, you the one That folded
I don't f*ck with kias them bitches hot , so we Hopping on feet
Never lacking, I was outside trapping just me and The glee ,
I thought your homie was a gangster, now he Copping a plea
I thought that nigga was a killer, now his face on the Tee
My prices better, product better, now they shopping With me
I pay my shooters by respect, so they hitting for free
If I catch him in that whip, then I'm stopping the V
Remember they ain't wanna front, now they Copping for me
Okay, remember days when she ain't wanna f*ck, Now she sucking on me
Now goaty finna blow, get number one, them niggas On my D
Ain't trying to play no D, let's get on O ,we finna Catch a lead
Man, they started off strong, but finished bad, them niggas broke & dusty
Heard y'all be fucking off on runner hoes, that we Be calling musty
No I don't f*ck with opps, you f*ck with opps, then I Can't call you buddy
He said he ducked them shots when we sent shots, So now they call him Lucky
Sike lil nigga, I'm just lying, we be tapping heads
DGB, he dying on the scene, and EBS fr
These niggas broke asl, be smoking up, they pack Like, what you doing Craig ?
Okay, if you was smart, you could've bought a bowl, You bought a hoe instead
She so freaky, when she tryna eat me, told me, hold Her head
You ain't pop the killer you niggas soft, that boy Alive, and well
But I ain't gonna lie, if it was me, he would've died in Jail
Ain't none of my tweakers dead, but if they was, He'd hide in hell
Good bows, vacuum sealed pack, so we can hide the Smell
Okay, so how you claim you trapping? You ain't Outside, you ain't make no sale
They said lil nas was bad as hell, was beating shit, And causing real hell
But why he say he having this homie in jail and got a Bail ?
Okay, I'll peep what it is, niggas be faking, getting Spanked fr
I told lil cuz, if he ready to kill, I'll show him how to Drill
Still staying out the way, I just be trapping, tryna find a deal
My youngin don't like sliding off some sober shit, he Need a pill
And I like poppin' tops and spanking opps, so nigga, What's the deal ?
When I ain't have no plate, I had to starve until I Took a meal
Well, I'ma make a trapping, if not rapping, I'ma Touch a mill
My youngin outside on that, he be tweaking, tryna Catch a kill
Okay, we got some niggas watching, now it's hot , They tryna spin the block
Lil opp bitch she a thot, she give the top, and once We done, she get a drop
Oh, he posted on that block, we got the low twin, grab the chop
Tell that nigga if it ain't about money and bows, I Don't wanna talk

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