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FOREVEROLLING I had a book before I wrote a hook, tried it and it took Hesi' bendy, Fendi blended, pressed, and pushed, J wan' kiss the cook This big chopper'll chop a nigga roof, gangster as I look If somethin' get killed, they hide for two, three months, we chase shit down on foot Tryna bump, it ain't no front, niggas ain't outside to hunt He was hatin', I had a hunch, I set somethin' up and somethin' get slumped He ain't like that it's a front, put me in a song for what? Even if it blow, you better not never post a show or nothin' They get the lo' and don't do nothin', we get the lo', a soul go up Why you fake want smoke with us? As if your bucks ain't slow enough Niggas dead, I ain't makin' no diss, I make hits, they know what's up When we war, I'm in the front, but when y'all beef, you Loaded Lux On the phone, he sound so tough, I pulled up, niggas wasn't on nothin' Most murders last thirty months and niggas still ain't called my bluff Yeah, my mama always told me, "Baby, seeing is believing" He slid on people, wasn't 'bout beef, and niggas ain't no demons You know to keep your moves quiet, dyin' if I see him The reason niggas know to up that yeeky, ain't no speakin' The reason niggas grievin', tryna clique up, make it even The reason niggas need help breathin', doctor, stop the bleedin' The reason niggas' people pay for peace, but ain't no treaty The reason niggas grievin', tryna clique up, make it even You ain't gotta tell me niggas bums and ain't on nothin' like I ain't certain Last time we was face-to-face that weekend was a funeral service It's gon' always end in hearses, I took over through murder I'm a boss, but suit up like a worker, I'm on this on purpose We slide, I put the cleats aside and wet the field with Jergens Like talkin', I think niggas worthless, startin' to make me nervous That stick involved in several murders, clean, but it's still dirty And the game, it blessed me 'cause I play with courage, streets atop my jersey I got rich and get you stretched for thirty, Houston to New Jersey It took prayin' for me to find my purpose, make sure I was worthy I ain't say nothin' and they all heard me, however I word it To see me shine, I know they dyin', they can't decide which worse Yeah, my mama always told me, "Baby, seeing is believing" He slid on people, wasn't 'bout beef, and niggas ain't no demons You know to keep your moves quiet, dyin' if I see him The reason niggas know to up that yeeky, ain't no speakin' The reason niggas grievin', tryna clique up, make it even The reason niggas need help grievin', doctor, stop the bleedin' The reason niggas' people pay for peace, but ain't no treaty The reason niggas grievin', tryna clique up, make it even
Writer(s): Jeffrey Jones, George Stone, Kameron Johnson, Brian Roke Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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