King Malc & Lil Pretzel - Forever

You know we gon' ball forever
Don't leave with him I'm better
I be getting my greens and chedda
She be giving me brain she clever
We ain't gon' live forever
So we spend it on cars, Margiela
We be getting them broads and bellas
Free all my dawgs and felons
I pull up on scene like step in
I pull up from three I'm Stephen
I really don't need protection
Use my hands and feet as weapons
You reach I teach it's lessons
I be going OD like ef it
I really don't need to text you
Just tryna feed my niece and nephews, yea
I really don't seek attention
You really want beef? I'm Pretzel
Crocs on my feet I'm steppin'
Tupac, Biggie I'm leveled
I really don't need or like you
I give her the D and bye boo
I'm the one prodigy like Bible
I came to destroy my rivals
They stare at me like ouuuu
Ric Flair like me like woooo
Wanna eat with me what's new?
Mom said don't share my food
Mom said I'm the one it's true
Dad said don't run make moves
Malcolm with the ones and twos
I feel like Tupac in Juice
You know we gon' ball forever
You know we got sauce forever
Ridas on call, hit up the mall
And then we buy whatever
You know we got stripes and medals
Don't ghost ride, write letters
Poppin' a wheelie, fuck if they feel me
Herringbone chain embezzled, yea
You know we gon' ball forever
Don't leave with him I'm better
I be getting my greens and chedda
She be giving me brain she clever
We ain't gon' live forever
So we spend it on cars, Margiela
We be getting them broads and bellas
Free all my dawgs and felons
I pull up on scene like step in
I pull up from three I'm Stephen
I really don't need protection
Use my hands and feet as weapons
You reach I teach it's lessons
I be going OD like ef it
I really don't need to text you
Just tryna feed my niece and nephews, yea
I know some niggas that'll blast till it's empty
Broke lil nigga was stacking up pennies
Givenchy on me but I'm fuckin' wit Fendi
You said that's your girl but she actin' too friendly
Back on the block I was chillin' wit gangsters
Bunch of yung niggas was filled wit that anger
Money and greed it'll make you a hater
Good in my city, it feel like a stranger
Chains on my neck boy it feel like a ton
Can't trust you wit money you actin' too dumb
Up till the morning I'm seeing the sun
Can't move wit a nigga that's ready to run
Pretzel and Malc we just popped in the place
Thirsty thotties need to give my space
King of spades but I'm keeping an Ace
My nigga Al just beat up a case
Back in day I was stressing for money
Food stamps in my pocket a nigga was hungry
Choppers ringing for the way they did sunny
Shit not a joke but you act like it's funny
Don't talk about it but I'm seeing a lot
Two things I can't trust is a bitch and a cop
Fuck the feds since my brody got locked
Love my family watching from up top
You know we gon' ball forever
Don't leave with him I'm better
I be getting my greens and chedda
She be giving me brain she clever
We ain't gon' live forever
So we spend it on cars, Margiela
We be getting them broads and bellas
Free all my dawgs and felons
You know we gon' ball forever
Don't leave with him I'm better
I be getting my greens and chedda
She be giving me brain she clever
We ain't gon' live forever
So we spend it on cars, Margiela
We be getting them broads and bellas
Free all my dawgs and felons
I pull up on scene like step in
I pull up from three I'm Stephen
I really don't need protection
Use my hands and feet as weapons
You reach I teach it's lessons
I be going OD like ef it
I really don't need to text you
Just tryna feed my niece and nephews, yea

Written by:
Chet Pajardo II, Malcolm Mckenzie

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