Forever Eva

Yeah, on everything

La Familia, forever

Future Hendrix, forever

The Wizard, Fire Marshall, Super

I get that cash forever, ever

I blow that money forever, ever

Ride in that coupe forever, ever

Hang out the brain forever, ever

Fuck all the fame forever, ever

I get them racks forever, ever

I get them racks forever, ever

I rob them racks forever, ever

Maison Margiela forever, ever

I'm in designer forever, ever

I'm in designer forever, ever

Hell yeah forever, ever

I sell them birds forever, ever

I rep the hood forever, ever

I rep the city forever, ever

I rep my city forever, ever, yeah!

Forever, ever, ever, ever

Forever, ever, ever, ever

Yeah, that's my bitch forever, ever

The love that we got is forever, ever

I got ya back forever, ever

I hit the lot with them racks on me

I went to court with that pack on me

I had that weed and that molly on me

I pour that lean by the gallon gallon

I got some rings and they metal yellow

Put 25 bitches in Margiela

My heart in the ghetto, it's permanent

I'm stuck in the tranches, it's permanent

I swear I be hearing my grand daddy talk to me

Stack up the mills like Somalians

Ride for these niggas who loyal

They gave me away, I'm a orphan

Middle finger to my daddy, yeah

I had to get inside that paddy wagon

Pop a few shots on 'em, yeah, yeah

I lay 'n' play up in Bora Bora

I splurge Chanel on the strip for Ya

I know the ways of them people

I seen the doubt in they faces

Niggas ain't think I would make it

I did this shit, no limitation

Prosperity, no hesitation

I keep moving that work,

Then I pull off in a spaceship

I get that cash forever, ever

I blow that money forever, ever

Ride in that coupe forever, ever

Hang out the brain forever, ever

Fuck all the fame forever, ever

I get them racks forever, ever

I get them racks forever, ever

I rob them racks forever, ever

Maison Margiela forever, ever

Forever, ever, ever, ever

Forever, ever, ever, ever

Yeah, that's my bitch forever, ever

The love that we got is forever, ever

I got ya back forever, ever

I had some dirt on my shoulder, I wiped it off like I was Jigga, mane

That thrilla manilla, mane

I growed up with dealers, mane

I worked in the cold with that pole on me

And then I went straight to that bowl on me

That yola right there on the stove

Stuff all that guala in shoe boxes

These bitches be loving my caterings

I told her, "on top I'm an alien"

Survive the trenches with wolves

I got it and blew out the roof

Put two dollars in change on the coupe

Put change on your head and you're done

I got you hit up with drug money

Aggravated by the bullshit

Told you I ain't have a conscience

Fuck around and kill ya mama

In them Maison's, I'm framed like Jason

That's Maison Margiela, ya follow me?

I be everywhere a dollar be

I done made it out the poverty

I can see 'em when they doubted me

No, they should've never doubted me

I get that cash forever, ever

I blow that money forever, ever

Ride in that coupe forever, ever

Hang out the brain forever, ever

Fuck all the fame forever, ever

I get them racks forever, ever

I get them racks forever, ever

I rob them racks forever, ever

Maison Margiela forever, ever

Forever, ever, ever, ever

Forever, ever, ever, ever

Yeah, that's my bitch forever, ever

The love that we got is forever, ever

I got ya back forever, ever