This Forever

Damn

Keep everything, just ke- it don't matter what I say

Just keep everything

Even from this point forward

Just keep it all

(Sighs)

This shit gone happen, whether is gone happen

Ion know how it's gone happen, but it's gone happen

(BIG Maine)

Puffing on blunt smoke
Ain't no fake stunts tho
Eat pussy for lunch tho
Captain like crunch ho
Pussy like punch tho
I'm even hitting my pinnacle
Some niggas think I'm cynical
Ain't the spot but I'm in it tho

Like a bomb I'm finna blow
Like a frog ya finna croak
In her pussy I'm finna soak
In her deep without a cloak
My nigga I been broke
Like dude jaw how I did bro
Two years ago had a big pole
Lil sumn I had stole
Got robbed a year before in the damn cold
Dude had his fye and he had damn fold

A nigga bad like Michael Jackson
Got gas know a nigga taxing
No Insta you gone have to fax me
No following no fucking tracking
Got couple bitches like a track team
Running from dick but that mouth nasty
On the pussy really I'm fasting
I say that like I ain't had none last week
Gone have to check my fucking stat sheet
Number one nigga in the nation n lastly
Ain't no motherfucker that can match me

Come shop when I say tap in
Got some fye if you think I'm cappin
Set an alarm for niggas napping
When it go off, my shit blasting
On a different level not in my class and
When I speak it's new pack in
You gone listen like I'm John Madden
Play with me and niggas toe tagging
Can't deal with this hoe when she nagging
No Call of Duty you lagging
Swear Big Maine got some big bags in
Swear it took some time to start stacking
Now I need every coin every last backend
You gone ask me about the game I'm back in

I swear I was on a bad path a bad trend
Every night praying for a Godsend
A nigga was offline and can't login
Every night hearing heaters sparking
To myself I was talking
Had a stick up in my apartment
Shit really made me a target
Cause it wasn't mine I ain't borrow it
A lot of times pride had to swallow it
A lot of emotions a nigga bottled it
This path of mine I can't model it
Got them numbers make the lotto hit
When it comes to pain got a lotta of it
Saw the mountain got on top of it
This took lot of salvia shit a lotta spit
This shit forever BIG Maine talking bitch

Puffing on blunt smoke
Ain't no fake stunts tho
Eat pussy for lunch tho
Captain like crunch ho
Pussy like punch tho
I'm even hitting my pinnacle
Some niggas think I'm cynical
Ain't the spot but I'm in it tho

Be damned if I fall for pussy, I aint tripping in that
I scammed a bitch out a band I ain't giving it back
All this sin man, a nigga out here living in that
Blood down to my toes, in my clothes, I was dripping in that

Showing money now, show some later
When money don't even look like paper
It's computerized turned into data
Yea drink all my liquor with no motherfucking chaser
My bitch got a gun she don't need no fucking taser
This shit hitting all in your nose in ya nasal

Yea cause my sound is electric
You can smell my shit you can smell my septic
I'm ahead of them they can't accept it
This verse gone leave us both breathless
Remember times I was helpless
I was lost when I felt this
A tough touch came with a message
Nights I was restless I was learning lessons
All this agony festering demons I was wrestling
I must win only then can I let peace settle in
We all worn down from the weathering

Niggas really mad I got a knack for this
I done broke bitches back from this
And fuck that nigga that served my brother
Ain't tell him, "There's some crack in this"
Niggas ain't on par now, this shit on lockdown
New pain so I got some new bars now
Fuck new watches, ain't got time to talk now

Keep all that shit

Goddamn

Ehhhh

Fuck

Y'all niggas gone, shit

Folks gone feel me like

That's it



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Writer(s): Jermaine Mcdaniel Jr.
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