Boe Rilla - Foreva (Outro) Lyrics

I got a gang of niggas that'll ride for me got a couple niggas that'll die for me
They some real niggas that'll kill you for me then go up north and do the time for me
Never had a job but put in mad work used to rob shit when we ain't have work
We would bag hoes and f*ck them bitches later cause we always knew to put the cash first

What you know about standing in the kitchen whipping up until your wrist break
Serving fiends till the sundown where it's never safe to put your gun down
Steady stacking paper, tryna cop the rollie with the big face
Living crooked, tryna get straight dropping ice cubes in a fish tank

I'm just speaking on the shit I've been through I can talk about it cause I lived that
I'm from where the nigga that you eating with'll be the same nigga, push your wig back
Can you dig that? Can you see why I ain't got friends now? I got trust issues
Cause niggas and bitches'll tell you they love you when really they don't even f*ck with you

They don't show you love because you been official they show you love because it's beneficial
So if I feel a nigga moving funny, I'ma shoot first I'ma skip the dribble
When I slide through, it's always fake niggas trying to dick ride
Like, where you going? Can I roll with you? Can I drink with you? Can I smoke with you?
Let me hold something fore the hoes get u

Niggas always looking for a handout
Mama always told me never try to fit in cause baby, you was meant to stand out
I done came up, I'm the man now I'm that nigga cooler than a fan now
And them same bitches that was fronting on me likin all my picture's on the gram now

Back when I was sliding in her DM shorty tried to front and leave me on scene tho
Now she tryna tell me she ain't mean to
Do I look stupid? Do I seem slow?
Where the f*ck was you when I ain't have shit? Remember back then? That was past tense
Since I got it, I've been talking mad shit I'ma run it up until the bag full tryna run it up until the bag rip, on God

I ain't changed nigga still the same nigga from before the money
With the same goals to get all the money
Only difference is that nowadays I'm getting all sort of money
You just mad because you never saw the money I done seen, nigga

You never spent two thousand on a pair of jeans, nigga
Went and got it, bought it back just to split it with your team, nigga
It's lincoln over everything, nigga
If money talks, then I'm trying to make the money scream, nigga

Blew twenty thousand for the bling, nigga
You a f*cking peasant, I'm a king, nigga
When you see me pull up on the scene, nigga
Betta bow down kiss the ring, nigga

I'm at the dealer speaking wraith talk
A duffel bag with the wraith cost
The interior is off white, but the paint same color steak sauce, f*ck a state charge

All big money, we don't penny pitch
Mix da patron with the rose blowing fifty-six
Money Involved , L-O-E gang, Forever Swizzy Bitch

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