Forever La, Pt. 2

(I said I wouldn't let you, I never wanna let you down)

I never wanna hurt you, I never wanna let you down

(I said I wouldn't let you, I never wanna let you down)

(Ramey, that's his business)

They say you live and you learn, you gon' die alone

And when my mama left the house, it was no longer home

I run the streets with my bros on the front line

Get in my feelings turned, **** into victims from gun violence

That's just what we kill and we die for

In no direction, you just running with your eyes closed

He DOA, he was dead on arrival

I don't wanna die young, where my time go?

With the shit, we strapped down in every time zone

Jumping out of black trucks, rich as fuck, ****, hold my wrist up

Running out of Maxfield, we just got Ricked up

Riding down Melrose, finna pour a brick up

You drop a diss, we get you hit, ****, get shit done

Imagine all the pain that we run from

Couldn't imagine shit different where we come from

2AM, ride through my city, where the love go?

**** want me dead now, they on my head now

They said I'm headed to a casket or I'm fed bound

Don't be ungrateful, you a **** that I fed clown

All we want is blue hundreds, paint the city red now

They say you live and you learn, you gon' die alone

And when my mama left the house, it was no longer home

I run the streets with my bros on the front line

Get in my feelings turned, **** into victims from gun violence

Sirens, I don't fear nobody

And yo, I'm drinking Oxy's and I'm out of my body

Yeah, heart racing, trigger finger inchin' bout the bag too

Forever La, my ****, this shit bigger than a tattoo

I remember Big Bax was tryna show me what the MAC do

Shoutout Lil Pete, Cudi, I'm still from that MAC too

It's CDP-237, ****, the cash rules

And I'm the bag, man, I'll show you what this bag do

Put your face on your brother, you a tattoo

I ain't with the Instagram trollin and I'll stamp you

Hotties, no prollies

They 'bout bands and bodies

I want you to see like I see

Bitch, I don't fear nobody

Yeah, heart cold, wrist froze, money in the stash

Rick Owens, Chrome, seven thousand dollar pants

Plain Janes, we in black trucks when we land

Moving like the presidents, the Benz white like the Klans

Violence, sirens, I don't fear nobody

And yo, I'm drinking Oxy's and I'm out of my body

Yeah, heart racing, trigger finger itchin' by the bag too

Forever La, my ****, this shit bigger than a tattoo

Forever La, my ****, this shit bigger than a tattoo