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Everlasting

(álbum: Underrated - 2018)


Young Chop on the Beat
Yeah
Don
Problem is I ain't even Hollywood
I'm still outside, nigga

Yeah
I went and flooded my wrist
I don't do plain janes, nigga
No we don't play games
My shooters is coming to take aim, nigga
Fuck all that gang-gang
You brung him with 'em, then he left as a memory
They tryna take chains, then we bang-bang (With what?)
With heavy artillery (Woah, yeah)
She want the drugs in her body and I just proceeded to serve it to her (Proceeded to serve it to her)
It's easy to spot me when I got the top off and you see the vert maneuver (Yeah)
Damn right I'm a perc abuser and from time to time I'm a 30 user
I like it mixed with the act, it make me relax, and all of my nerves is cooler (Yeah, yeah)
I only trust certain jewelers, niggas be selling you fake diamonds
You lil niggas pay homage, I left my arm then I changed climates
Niggas saying that I stay hiding, I just took a vacay to Saint Thomas
Bunch of ice, for the love of life, for a couple nights, then I change islands (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah
Blood on the shoes but no I ain't slipping (No I ain't slippin')
They wanna study the moves and use it against him (What?)
Ain't enough room for you niggas, the walls is closing in soon on you niggas
I bring the four-door so it's room for the hitters
Let the auto sing a tune on you niggas (Bllttt)
Killers outside of your spot (From where?)
From the noon to the moon for you niggas (OK)
First one to leave get dropped, I give my goons the rules on you niggas
I never tried to be cool with you niggas (Nah)
I get the bag and I keep it moving (Keep it movin')
I barely be speaking to em, close the curtains up, they tryna peak into em
I'm putting numbers on the board (Board)
All the hustlers, they applaud (They applaud)
They caught me sneaking in paraphernalia every time I come to the awards
If I want him hit, the killers get sent, and then they come for the rewards
Pocket rocket cause the pocket watchers wanna see what's coming out of yours
Poured a four before I board a plane, took a PJ, I got bored of planes
I ain't never had to pawn a chain, I'm putting everything in my daughter name
If I die she gon' live with it
It's in her blood, she gon' still get it
I need a mil' ticket (Yeah)
Garage, with foreign cars all filled in it (Yeah, yeah)
I'm not your average nigga (Average nigga)
Fuck a comparison, nigga (Fuck a comparison)
Yeah I be balling but I'm never walking whenever I'm traveling, nigga
(But I'm never walking, my nigga)
Ironically I was in court
They tried to charge me with carrying, nigga
(They tried to charge me, my nigga)
Gotta stay out New York (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
We cannot party or move without having it, nigga
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
He not official, he capping
I'm in the mansion relaxing
My homie be stamping the package
If you ain't my man then we taxing
We were just planning to yap him
I can't show you niggas compassion
You know this shit everlasting

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