Troyllf - Forever (Intro) Lyrics

This that black tie, clear frame flow/ this the game bonez told Me i should get paid for/ this that San Fran from the gutter , 5th Flo bruh man get low Rhine stones on the kangol/
Now we talkin bout careers for the kids, for the young girls from the sco workin out liv or/ king of diamonds, but she grinding last Sunday of May at rehab shinnin/ bring it back home, for my niggas In the hood with they macs on/ new whip fresh paint got the wax on/ hats off when in the rental tryna to get they packs off/ take it back era of fist fights, black Saturdays gang Bangin out at city nights/bay nigga but we all know a nigga rept the city right, it ain't nothin like the city riiiiight/

Tell em stop em stop with hate, give a young space/ look I'm comin for the cake/duct tape the game & rape em, comin at these niggas boy I got em planking/ feel like death waitin for me round the corner, that's how we livin when you made in California/ young niggas strapped but ain't built like young girls hustle but they whole mind off track/

Mind of track, needle on the record now I put it on wax/ learned the game so I had to give it right back/ if you tell it how u saw it should all be facts/

Don't blow my high, I'm so west side young VIP I'm so b I g/ that's the moe in me, x man Malcolm how they describe me/
Can i talk the shit I signed up for, I used reach my hand lately Its tucked more/ young hot boy, trappin in a snow storm/ frisco living where ya better have ya toast on/ I ain't talkin bout bread, cuz if we talkin bout bread/ where I'm from they a put it on ya head, love ones get the phone call that you dead/ these days niggas morals all f*cked up/ couple dollas niggas get they life turnt up/ young dude catchin bodies cuz they coked up/ young dude got his momma gettin choked up/ cuz she gotta talk to em threw them glasses/ or even worst talk to em in his casket/ short run it was fun while it lasted, Tryna be dequan had to put em in a ryhme boooy/ so listen, forever I am on this mission/ wasn't born with a pension, hustle cuz I gotta spit, chatta thata get the boy his dollas/ crime wave, murder was the case niggas/ line em up, Trigga in they face nigga/ leader of the new school living legendary forever it's so necessary,what the could never bury/

Neva lay me in the dirt, keys to the range might change for the work/
Stand on my own two while I'm on the earth/ at a concert only way to get me on the shirt/

Don't blow my high, bay nigga westside like PcC/I'm so b I g, that's the moe in me, X man Malcolm how they describe me!