LIVE FOREVA ft. Marcel White Lyrics

You know I feel like you can paint a picture

With thousands of words

And make a person

Feel the same way you feel

You know what im saying

That's a different feeling

Had to build a foundation

With no education

Out here with my mind racing

Know this shit brazy

I got stuck up in the trenches

Know this shit contagious

Million dollar stories

Nigga gotta turn the pages

Driving high I'm off this lean

I might just get me a DUI

This my real personality

I ain't come with no alibi

You gone take theses risks

To get you rich

Or you just gone die broke

Made a promise to myself

I had to write myself a note

I been grinding in that mud

The only time I ever went ghost

Just to make that paper stack

You know you gotta do the most

I get love in my city

I get treated like Big Bro

I can't turn down no opportunity

That's gone make me mo

They got me kicking down the door Up that bitch

I let it blow

Hold you ransom

Nigga gone catch cancer

Hollering he won't smoke

On top my game

That's some I know

Left my feelings at the door

Heart so cold since ninety-four

Need a pelle coat

Finna make it snow Ay

I'ma go out like a real nigga

Bet I go out like a real nigga

I'ma go out like a real nigga

Bet I go out like a real nigga

Bet I go out like a real one

Bet I go out like a trill one

I gotta go out with millions

Building this shit like a buildin

You ever get treated like the villain

Treating your soul like a demon Chase after racks it's a meaning

Shit get too hard tryna clean it

Shine like the sun I'm in phoenix

Cold ass nigga I'ma anemic Running to the money a marathon I'm sprinting

I done damn near broke my femur

I won't never let shit stop a nigga

From not poppin

They say Saint Don yeah you got it

Nigga when you droppin

I was down bad on my dick

I know that shit was obvious

When you solid

You gone break that shit

Can't keep it private

Still set trend be the trending topic Hustle for the bag

Gotta stack the profit

If you got the blick

Make sure you already cocked it

Ain't no point in having it

You ain't gone pop it

Another victim

Nigga carried out in a box

The nigga killed em

Went from amiris

To some damn crocs

That boy he with it

Have a shoot out with a damn cop

Nigga gone live forever

Call me Saint Hancock

I'ma go out like a real nigga

Bet I go out like a real nigga

I'ma go out like a real nigga

Bet, I go out like a real nigga