Forever Paid

(Uh, yeah)

They know I'm forever paid

I got them racks right inside of my pocket, I ain't doing no minimum wage

He send a blitz then we gettin' 'em hit

I ain't come to play

He know we draw K's

Thought that we gon' fade

Bitch, well I'ma make a stain

New cutter, in a Cullinan like a dopeboy, he shouldn't be no problem

Now we got the drop I be riding with ole' boy

Swerve through the hood

My shit go skrt

Young **** in the hood like, oh, boy

Know my bag

Thirty in my mag

Fuck what you know boy

Brodie just hit me like cool

Aight fuck it, now how we gon' play it

Told 'em that we gone sit on that bitch for a month

Then we gon' spray it

Since **** play cool and give the drop to where they lay at

We gon' let they block be the place that we link and play at

Brodie been yelling out free bodies for a month now

Hit the block we gon' hunt down

Sweet on 'em, we gon' run down

Told 'em ditch the glick, put the gun down

Talking 'bout his face card good

Tell 'em show his face in our hood

'Cause we on the back street and we pack heat

We been wishing y'all would

Fuck all that tough shit

Know who he run with

We can run in his crib

But that shit ain't where the funds is

And if he ain't got no racks

Then we gon' take 'em where the plug is, we gon' show 'em

I ain't the **** he wanna fuck with

Gangsta love

I ain't got love, if the **** ain't a gangsta, wack **** with a lil bit of bread

They don't fuck that ****, know he a wanksta

I be tired of the fakers

Sooner or later we gon' face 'em

And I hope he got his glick

Even if he do, then we gon' bang 'em

They know I'm forever paid

I got them racks right inside of my pocket, I ain't doing no minimum wage

He send a blitz then we gettin' 'em hit

I ain't come to play

He know we draw K's

Thought that we gon' fade

Bitch, well I'ma make a stain

New cutter, in a Cullinan like a dopeboy, he shouldn't be no problem

Now we got the drop I be riding with ole' boy

Swerve through the hood

My shit go skrt

Young **** in the hood like, oh, boy

Know my bag

Thirty in my mag

Fuck what you know boy

Brodie just hit me like cool

Aight fuck it, now how we gon' play it

Told 'em that we gon' sit on that bitch for a month

Then we gon' spray it

Since **** play cool and give the drop to where they lay at

We gon' let they block be the place that we link and play at

Still in the hood wit the d-boyz

Keep it g-lock, no decoy

Beef with old ass **** like Leroy

Fuck I look like smoking a lil' boy

Come on they block and let it bang

Shoot through the TV, no choice

He gon' die for me to fuck his baby mama, she moist

I done did it from upstate to Carolina's

He said that he did it, ain't hear about 'em

Seen 'em in person, ain't care about 'em

**** died from a wreck and he swear he shot 'em

Bitch I don't do no cap

I could take me a nap

Run a lap, I'ma don like dada

Lil cuz do voodoo put v's on a ****

I ain't gotta call my top shotta

I be solo, solo

And he probably gon' talk like he on gang time

I be on demon time

I still a bang mine

I'm the top recruit in my city, **** ain't I still a go out in public

I'm 'bout my lonely ain't I

They know I'm forever paid

I got them racks right inside of my pocket I ain't doing no minimum wage

He send a blitz then we gettin' 'em hit

I ain't come to play

He know we draw K's

Thought that we gon' fade

Bitch, well I'ma make a stain

New cutter, in a Cullinan like a dopeboy, he shouldn't be no problem

Now we got the drop I be riding with ole' boy

Swerve through the hood

My shit go skrt

Young **** in the hood like, oh, boy

Know my bag

Thirty in my mag

Fuck what you know boy

Brodie just hit me like cool

Aight fuck it, now how we gon' play it

Told em' that we gon' sit on that bitch for a month

Then we gon' spray it

Since **** play cool and give the drop to where they lay at

We gon' let they block be the place that we link and play at