LAST4EVER

I hope it's understood that I don't wanna do nothin' that last for the moment
I wan't this shit to Last4Ever I put my all into this' music shit
So when I'm dead and gone, I want dem' still play my songs
That's what this 2Real shit really about

Ahhhhhhh
AhhhhhhhhhhAhhhhh
AhhhAhh
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Top gun
At the top of my class
Don't no one flow like this
School full of poets
But I stand out from how I poet this
Chain
At the top of the food chain
You look like lunch to me
A, rapper nigga wannabe
I
Can't stop
Gotta work with what I gottttt
That's not a problem nigga
I'm just having fun
I'm twenty-four so I'm still young
Pourin' dirty soda pop
And I like it nigga
Yea, Yea
I
Can't stop
Gotta' cook up, Till' they shook up
I can't stop until I gottem'
Gotta' work with what I got
And right now all I got is problems
Either speed race to the top
Or be slow motion at the bottom
Yea
Thank God I been get'n rite to the money, Look at my pockets nigga
Fuck whatever he say or she say, We get it pop'n nigga
50 Round drum on the bottom of this choppa' nigga
Green dots, Scopes and red lights so we can stop a nigga
They say I sound famous
I say nigga can you go back to where you came from
2Real niggas with me tote fuuull clips
Dis' 2Real bidness, So you ain't got no bidness saying nun

Police wanna put us in a frying pan and flip a nigga
Niggas wanna clip a nigga
Judges wanna hang us
Pro-Mag clips on all yo' weapons hope it jam up
Clown ass nigga don't never listen till' it's too late for dem
But Ahhhh
Bet I'm not the one
Who don't see the SUN when the SON do come
I
Bet I got my gun
Cause I can't sit and let you take my time before it come
But
I know
Death not gone
Let me run so I'll be pine box ready
And casket fresh when dat' hoe come
I know
Death not gone
Let me run so I'll be pine box ready
And casket fresh when dat' hoe come
Casket fresh

And
Ahhhhhh
AhhhhhhhhhhAhhhhh
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AhhHmmUhh
AhhHmmUhh

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AhhhhhhhhAhhhh
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Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Veazia
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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