
Forever (REMASTERED) ft. Jayven Wyche & ninth Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Shawty, what you need, I got you forever
You can holla at me, just call me whenever
Just gotta breathe, it'll help you feel better
Your hugs, all I need, yeah it wraps like a sweater
She lookin' at me and her pussy get wetter
She givin' me brain, but she really ain't clever
She eyein' on me, so I'm applyin' my pressure
Shawty want me, so we stickin' together
We're still together, girl, you made me better
Yeah, we held it down throughout all types of weather
I think you're the one, girl, I think it's forever
I think you're the one, girl, I think it's forever
I had givin' up on love, I was never treated right
It had a nigga down throughout all them lonely nights
My heart was broken once, it can't handle with this twice
Girl, I'ma take a chance, yeah, I'ma roll the dice
Rollin' the dice, girl, we always gon' fight
Can't we just cool it, girl, just for one night
The stars so beautiful, shinin' so bright
Will we make it through, yeah, baby, we might
Shawty, what you need, I got you forever
You can holla at me, just call me whenever
Just gotta breathe, it'll help you feel better
Your hugs, all I need, yeah it wraps like a sweater
She lookin' at me and her pussy get wetter
She givin' me brain, but she really ain't clever
She eyein' on me, so I'm applyin' my pressure
Shawty want me, so we stickin' together
Baby, wanna fuck, fuck
Told her it's whatever
Sell my shit, sell these bitches like Givenchy sweatshirts
Suck my dick, kill it like I'm hittin' up that wet work
Baby, I don't just flirt, don't wanna see you get hurt
Fucking with me, but she got a girlfriend
She don't got no conscience, her heart ain't got no contact
Baby, you ain't clever, as you think you are
Girl, you runnin' out of options, make me feel like I'm toxic
Babygirl, you're toxic
while I keep on rollin' Sober, sober, I've been a while, I don't wanna know
Where's the body in the mornin', what the time show? Yeah, we fuckin' out in front, jumpin' through the afternoon
I don't wanna deal with this shit, I ain't speakin
Well, then I have to kill the beat, if I die, it ain't too late