Forever

Pull up on you change the weather
She say he cool but you know I'm better
Yeah, Im just tryna get my cheddar
Yo girl got me as her header
Locked in I'm with Grams
We make the music for the fans
I'm too hot, I need a fan
I got it on my own, I ain't need no advance
Now I run all my plans
I got tricks up my sleeve
Got the dice in my hand
And I had told them peace
Till they meet my demand
And she rocking with me
Cause she know Im the man

She ask why I'm so cool
Pay attention to me like we in school
Tried to hold me back, I broke the rules
Be humble bags, stuff them with jewels
All my haters, treat them cruel
SaintDraco dropping soon
Bring the lamb out in June
I treat her heart like a tool
I want the bag and nothing else
We popping tags, we playing shelf
I'm putting stripes all under my belt
I'm a loner yeah I stay to myself
Ima change the game and get some wealth
Leave them in the dust, send me so well
If they against us give them hell
Only time will tell
Niggas ain't gonna put shit on yo bail
Stay to yourself, give them hell
Give them hell, give them hell

Pull up on you change the weather
She say he cool but you know I'm better
Yeah, Im just tryna get my cheddar
Yo girl got me as her header
Locked in I'm with Grams
We make the music for the fans
I'm too hot, I need a fan
I got it on my own, I ain't need no advance
Now I run all my plans
I got tricks up my sleeve
Got the dice in my hand
And I had told them peace
Till they meet my demand
And she rocking with me
Cause she know Im the man

Hop in the coupe, we get to racing
I want the bag, I gotta chase it
Gotta go hard, can't be complacent
She fell in love with me major
I got them mad and they hate it
They gonna be salty when I say it
When I wear my drip I feel amazing
I'll do a verse if you pay me
Baddie in a Mercedes
Rocking glasses I feel so shaded
My crib, you know that its gated
If she want me to hit it, I slay it
We going up, ain't no debating
Y'all riding waves, y'all never creating
Yall never see the problems I'm facing
I had to man up and face it
Going around the globe traveling difference places
I couldn't rush the process, I just had to pace it
I done ran out of love and don't know where to place it
Told them if it don't make a dollar, then it don't make sense

Pull up on you change the weather
She say he cool but you know I'm better
Yeah, Im just tryna get my cheddar
Yo girl got me as her header
Locked in I'm with Grams
We make the music for the fans
I'm too hot, I need a fan
I got it on my own, I ain't need no advance
Now I run all my plans
I got tricks up my sleeve
Got the dice in my hand
And I had told them peace
Till they meet my demand
And she rocking with me
Cause she know Im the man



Credits
Writer(s): Laronn Harris
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