制作
出演艺人
Big K.R.I.T.
声乐
作曲和作词
Justin Scott
作曲
Bobby Womack
作曲
Curtis Ousley
作曲
制作和工程
Ralph Cacciurri
录音工程师
Big K.R.I.T.
制作人
歌词
Forever is a mighty long time
I do it for the South and the folk that held me down
Forever in the game, forever multi
Forever gettin' mine, forever on the grind
What's a king without a crown ho?
What's a car without some sound ho?
Sometimes all I need is bass and a little liquor to ease my mind a bit
Cause even when you polished, **** won't let you shine for shit
That pot to piss in turned into a house on hill
I'm talkin' two stories, no fabrication, that's a true story for real
And ain't no ghostwriter, my flow tighter than gorilla fists
Keep it poppin' like hot grease
Fried up with your catfish
Cut throat with that bucket seats
Plus your keys, I split a peach
Young Krizzle, fruit ninja
Crouching tiger, hidden brick
Ho what's up I got more to tell ya
Dreams is cheap, I got more to sell ya
Crush linen, grain grippin', don't touch my buttons
I hate it when a bitch get overzealous, so chill ho
I got a point to prove, that's the reason I'm ridin' for
Third coast, I put it down for
What's a king without a crown ho?
Forever is a mighty long time
I do it for the South and the folk that held me down
Forever in the game, forever multi
Forever gettin' mine, forever on the grind
What's a king without a crown ho?
What's a car without some sound ho?
K-R-I-T, one more time for the folk that didn't know
Two more times for the folk that didn't listen
Three more times for the folk that said growth wasn't possible
For a country boy, like they can spit, like they can flow
Shawty everybody wanna be a rapper, but everybody I can't do a show
So I'm slammin' doors and work the wheels on 'em
Bump my bands and pop a bill on 'em
Shit changed since Cripp was here
I raise my glass and crack a seal on 'em cause I deserve that
Got an old school, let me swerve that in my own lane
I make my own beats, I write my own rhymes
I grip my own grind, I grip my own grain
And that's royalty, how else I'm supposed to live?
I made due with what God gave me, I do exactly what I feel
Yeah I play my part and I gave my heart and I represented for my crib
Just like them kings that came before me, I'mma keep it trill
Forever is a mighty long time
I do it for the South and the folk that held me down
Forever in the game, forever multi
Forever gettin' mine, forever on the grind
What's a king without a crown ho?
What's a car without some sound ho?
Written by: Bobby Womack, Curtis Ousley, Justin Scott