ForeverTakeOff Lyrics

Oouu I like it

Oouu I like it

I'm the monster to the Martian

I got that fye, I got the bars up in the stu man I'm feeling like a arsen

I got the eye, I got the money up on my mind

Got the money, got the calling

Dropping that fye, they know I'm killing this shit cause I'm rapping yeah this shit my Calling

If you want to try, come over here try to this cross over this way nigga you get hit

If you want to die try the boy like I'm not the one or try me like I'm a little bitch

He chasing some money he want to be Mitch

You the fakest swearing that you legit

If you ever try to cross me boy then that's it

I can't care about it not a little bit

I be running this shit got to love this

I be killing the beats then drug shit

Man they tryna to play gangsta, get thugs hit

Beat up that boy now he walking around hugging shit , okay

Best thing I do in this life is be me

Stack up my bread then I keep it low key

Get a baddie with some mouth put her tongue on me

I'm the Baker's Man got her buns on me

Yeah the boy finna shine, like the sun on me

Yeah they think i'm not bout it yeah you don't know me

Yeah the style too heavy you can't throw me

Want a stallion the baddie and foreign the key

Tryna step in some Bally's and parry the freaks

Got to get to the top it ain't scary to me

It was all in the summer I was chilling with skii

I ain't linked up with bro hope he get what he need

Aye tryna get it, run it up niggas they don't understand

Niggas just plotting on you, plot with pistols they can't never find a plan

She always riding on me like a instrumental and she pop the booty in a stance

I'm tryna ride around the city presidential, yeah I'm feeling like the man

Feeling like Martin Luther with a gang of shooters got a dream for us making a stand

Monster of Frankenstein with a genius mind

Put it together then made me a man

One silent monster

One kind

Same circle

Same grind

We hit

Same time

One team

One grind

I'm the monster to the Martian

I got that fye, I got the bars up in the stu man I'm feeling like a arsen

I got the eye, I got the money up on my mind

Got the money, got the calling

Dropping that fye, they know I'm killing this shit cause I'm rapping yeah this shit my Calling

If you want to try, come over here try to this cross over this way nigga you get hit

If you want to die try the boy like i'm not the one or try me like I'm a little bitch

He chasing some money he want to be Mitch

You the fakest swearing that you legit

If you ever try to cross me boy then that's it

I can't care about it not a little bit

I be running this shit got to love this

I be killing the beats then drug shit

Man they tryna to play gangsta, get thugs hit

Beat up that boy now he walking around hugging shit, okay

Best thing I do in this life is be me

Forever the last rocket

Forever we take

Written By: Jaylen Stinson