Jaziah - 4EVA Lyrics

You're talking to the Rolex, wearing, diamond ring, wearing, kiss stealing, whew, wheeling dealing, limousine riding, jet flying, son of a gun, and I'm having a hard time holding these alligators down
I love you, JaZiah
And I tell her bae of course, should I go Lambo or the Porsche
And if we f*ckin' locked in, ain't no f*ckin' switching up
This shit 4L, this shit forever
And I was down bad on my dick
I had to get myself together
And I was crying in that room
And then I changed my life forever
And now my f*ckin' choppa loaded
And now my sweater say Dior
Man, this bitch, she on my body
And I got shit that ain't in stores
Go ahead, f*ck me with your chain on
And I tell her, bae, of course
And I get love like Skilla baby
Should I go Lambo or get the Porsche
Get up in her, smack her down
Get in her head and beat her jaw
And watch me grab her love handles
Smack her down and beat her wall
I know she love when I dive in
Then, bae, just give me that damn call
Cause I'm a real street nigga
Man, I swear I seen it all
We went from rockin' Levi's
Went with the brand new retro 5's
And I might ice out my new bitch
Run anything that's in her size
I might be trapper of the year
Bitch, I been cookin' with the guys
Man, I ain't always told the truth
But I ain't never said no lie
Because I really beat niggas
Choppa on me and it's gorgeous
And this bitch a heat seeker
She in my whip, she feel important
Knock him out, Celine sneakers
I'm on my pivot, I been scorin'
Wit all my f*ckin jewelry on
Bitch, I can't miss
Bitch, I been scorin'
Bitch who yo f*ckin' favorite rapper
And it's on God, she gon' say me
The paper say that I'm a felon
But my wrist it say Phillippe
Bae, I might get the red button
Just so it can match the key
Man, I been tryna find a god
Man, I'm startin' to think it's me
Man, I been so motherf*ckin' P
Man, I feel like Master P
Man, this album knockin' speakers
Man, it's a f*ckin' masterpiece
And I attract so many hoes
Now my bitch, she mad at me
I put her on her f*ckin' knees
Bitch, I'm your f*ckin' majesty
And if we f*ckin' locked in
Ain't no f*ckin' switchin' up
This shit for real, this shit forever
Man, I was down, bet on my dick
I had to get myself together
Man, I was cryin' in that room
And then I changed my life forever
Now my f*ckin' choppa loaded
And now my sweater say Dior
Man, this bitch, she on my bod
Man, I got shit that ain't in stores
Go ahead, f*ck me with your chain on
And I tell her, Bae, of course
And I get low like Skilla Bae
Should I go lame or get the Porsche
And I tell her, Bae, of course
Go ahead, f*ck me with your chain on
And now your love up in my city