Forever
Aye
Forever ain't forever, so let's thug til whenever
I know you got a cold heart, so let's tune up the weather
I wear my heart on my sleeve, ima need me a sweater
I watch they throw dirt all my name, but I got me a shovel
I know what come with this shit
I'm prepared for the shit
The fake love, the fake shit
I want no parts of that shit
They see me doin' well, but they rather see me in a cell
I been thru hell and back, ain't goin' to jail
That's just how I feel
That's how I feel
You don't know how I feel
I spark a blunt or two a day just to heal how I feel
To keep it real, ain't too many niggas solid for real
On the real, y'all can win it together, but they gon' hate still
I be runnin' with them apes, I feel like King Kong
Spin on us, we spinnin' back
This ain't ping pong
In this game, too many rats, fuck niggas, and pawns
6 be tuckin' on that blick, I just hope you ain't drawn
Ion want you on my side if you ain't solid to the end
I seen the envy in your eyes
It's like you ain't wanna see me win
Back then, I would repent
Now it's fuck you to the end
Closed book, yeah, it's the end
I can't even be your friend, nooo
Forever ain't forever, so let's thug til whenever
I know you got a cold heart, so let's tune up the weather
I wear my heart on my sleeve, ima need me a sweater
I watch they throw dirt all my name, but I got me a shovel
I know what come with this shit
I'm prepared for the shit
The fake love, the fake shit
I want no parts of that shit
They see me doin' well, but they rather see me in a cell
I been thru hell and back, ain't goin' to jail
That's just how I feel
I know what come with this shit
I'm prepared for the shit
The fake love, the fake shit
I want no parts of that shit
They see me doin' well, but they rather see me in a cell
I been thru hell and back, ain't goin' to jail
That's just how I feel
Everytime I need to vent, you never be around
Only wanna see you smile, but all I see is a frown
I don't speak on how I feel, can you help me out
If I was locked behind them cells, is you gon' hold it down
I need to know, feel like we fuckin' with no strings attached
She want rock out with the kid, I say I'm fuckin' with that
Bros locked up in the system
Like a sibling, want you close to me
Steady goin' all in, so what it's gonna be
You was all a nigga need, but you went ghost on a nigga
Now you see me doing better, you want fuck with a nigga
We would joce about anything, havin' kids but now it's strange
I can't even hit your phone, so let's keep it that way
Keep it that way
Keep it that way
I can't even hit your phone, so let's keep it that way
We was supposed to ride together, but you switched lanes
I would always blame myself, but you the one to blame
Forever ain't forever, so let's thug til whenever
I know you got a cold heart, so let's tune up the weather
I wear my heart on my sleeve, ima need me a sweater
I watch they throw dirt all my name, but I got me a shovel
I know what come with this shit
I'm prepared for the shit
The fake love, the fake shit
I want no parts of that shit
They see me doin' well, but they rather see me in a cell
I been thru hell and back, ain't goin' to jail
That's just how I feel
Forever ain't forever, so let's thug til whenever
I know you got a cold heart, so let's tune up the weather
I wear my heart on my sleeve, ima need me a sweater
I watch they throw dirt all my name, but I got me a shovel
I know what come with this shit
I'm prepared for the shit
The fake love, the fake shit
I want no parts of that shit
They see me doin' well, but they rather see me in a cell
I been thru hell and back, ain't goin' to jail
That's just how I feel
That's how I feel
You don't know how I feel
I spark a blunt or two a day just to heal how I feel
To keep it real, ain't too many niggas solid for real
On the real, y'all can win it together, but they gon' hate still
I be runnin' with them apes, I feel like King Kong
Spin on us, we spinnin' back
This ain't ping pong
In this game, too many rats, fuck niggas, and pawns
6 be tuckin' on that blick, I just hope you ain't drawn
Ion want you on my side if you ain't solid to the end
I seen the envy in your eyes
It's like you ain't wanna see me win
Back then, I would repent
Now it's fuck you to the end
Closed book, yeah, it's the end
I can't even be your friend, nooo
Forever ain't forever, so let's thug til whenever
I know you got a cold heart, so let's tune up the weather
I wear my heart on my sleeve, ima need me a sweater
I watch they throw dirt all my name, but I got me a shovel
I know what come with this shit
I'm prepared for the shit
The fake love, the fake shit
I want no parts of that shit
They see me doin' well, but they rather see me in a cell
I been thru hell and back, ain't goin' to jail
That's just how I feel
I know what come with this shit
I'm prepared for the shit
The fake love, the fake shit
I want no parts of that shit
They see me doin' well, but they rather see me in a cell
I been thru hell and back, ain't goin' to jail
That's just how I feel
Everytime I need to vent, you never be around
Only wanna see you smile, but all I see is a frown
I don't speak on how I feel, can you help me out
If I was locked behind them cells, is you gon' hold it down
I need to know, feel like we fuckin' with no strings attached
She want rock out with the kid, I say I'm fuckin' with that
Bros locked up in the system
Like a sibling, want you close to me
Steady goin' all in, so what it's gonna be
You was all a nigga need, but you went ghost on a nigga
Now you see me doing better, you want fuck with a nigga
We would joce about anything, havin' kids but now it's strange
I can't even hit your phone, so let's keep it that way
Keep it that way
Keep it that way
I can't even hit your phone, so let's keep it that way
We was supposed to ride together, but you switched lanes
I would always blame myself, but you the one to blame
Forever ain't forever, so let's thug til whenever
I know you got a cold heart, so let's tune up the weather
I wear my heart on my sleeve, ima need me a sweater
I watch they throw dirt all my name, but I got me a shovel
I know what come with this shit
I'm prepared for the shit
The fake love, the fake shit
I want no parts of that shit
They see me doin' well, but they rather see me in a cell
I been thru hell and back, ain't goin' to jail
That's just how I feel
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Writer(s): Jorey Pannia
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