Forever Thing
I told her, i want this
A forever thing
To be with you, i get the blues
N Pay for everything
She got me wrapped, around finger
With no wedding ring
If they come between us, imma get the Nina, n imma let it ring
I don't, condone the imagine if it's fakery
I won't, give my heart out if it ain't for me
I quote, these verses that I'm rapping faithfully
Young goat, but how long will it take for y'all to see
Writing out these poems as a winner now
Low tier got a chip on they shoulder, getting colder it's like December now
They envy how, crowds give me wows
And these women giving vows to me, so sick it it's messing up they bowels
But as the big bro I gotta let these kids grow
They want an image for a show
Have the motion with no boat man
Then you gon sink fasho
Still planning for the low
Make bread even when the shop close I got dough
I told her, i want this
A forever thing
To be with you, i get the blues
N Pay for everything
She got me wrapped, around finger
With no wedding ring
If they come between us, imma get the Nina, n imma let it ring
I don't, condone the imagine if it's fakery
I won't, give my heart out if it ain't for me
I quote, these verses that I'm rapping faithfully
Young goat, but how long will it take for y'all to see
One rule, if this really is forever shawty
Exclusive taste, that way I know
This ain't for everybody
Work of art, davinchi on that arch man i love yo body
Brain smart, she stole my heart she gon stick beside me
A forever thing
To be with you, i get the blues
N Pay for everything
She got me wrapped, around finger
With no wedding ring
If they come between us, imma get the Nina, n imma let it ring
I don't, condone the imagine if it's fakery
I won't, give my heart out if it ain't for me
I quote, these verses that I'm rapping faithfully
Young goat, but how long will it take for y'all to see
Writing out these poems as a winner now
Low tier got a chip on they shoulder, getting colder it's like December now
They envy how, crowds give me wows
And these women giving vows to me, so sick it it's messing up they bowels
But as the big bro I gotta let these kids grow
They want an image for a show
Have the motion with no boat man
Then you gon sink fasho
Still planning for the low
Make bread even when the shop close I got dough
I told her, i want this
A forever thing
To be with you, i get the blues
N Pay for everything
She got me wrapped, around finger
With no wedding ring
If they come between us, imma get the Nina, n imma let it ring
I don't, condone the imagine if it's fakery
I won't, give my heart out if it ain't for me
I quote, these verses that I'm rapping faithfully
Young goat, but how long will it take for y'all to see
One rule, if this really is forever shawty
Exclusive taste, that way I know
This ain't for everybody
Work of art, davinchi on that arch man i love yo body
Brain smart, she stole my heart she gon stick beside me
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Writer(s): Antoine Justin
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