Nothing last forever
And I taught that to myself
Had to get it by my doley
I ain’t have nobody else
Is he sane
Did he lose his brain?
Think he needs some help
In the rain
With some muddy stuff
Focused on the wealth
Verse 1
David Blaine
How some ni**as in ya life just
Dissapear
I had give them ni**as everything
I look nobody’s here
Now I’m swerving on the freeway
I saw lights all In my rear view
If you giving hand outs everyone
Wanna be near you
And that’s facts
I had to get to a bag
And I had to get to it fast
I had to think
Like Ricky Bobby
If your not first then my ni**a
Your last
Scroll thru my text
To revisit the past
Passed a few numbers
I thought that would last
Damn shorty how you gon do me like that?
Gave you my everything
I need it back
Im finna fu*k it up
fu*k it up
fu*k it up
Dumb lil b*tch tried to say
I ain’t done enough
If you never gave me the round a round
Babygirl would’ve knew what the fu*k was up
Just talked to willy
He told me don’t beef
Cuz I know that these ni**as be dumb af
In case one y’all try to run me down
Still got Bro in the cut
He gon shut it up
Nothing last forever
And I taught that to myself
Had to get it by my doley
I ain’t have nobody else
Is he sane
Did he lose his brain?
Think he needs some help
In the rain
With some muddy stuff
Focused on the wealth
David Blaine
How some ni**as in ya life just
Dissapear
I had give them ni**as everything
I look nobody’s here
Now I’m swerving on the freeway
I saw lights all In my rear view
If you giving hand outs everyone
Wanna be near you
(hook)
Verse 2
They say
Won’t you come down back to earth
Maybe you could figure out your worth
Maybe you can find In the hills
Always had to get it out the dirt
Jumped into the whip
I had to skirt
Saw some funny b*tches I should
Swerve
All my exes kicked me to the curb
Drinking lean
Could hear it in my slur
Smoking dope
I fu*king love the feel
Think bout Robbin me
Then you should chill
I got ni**as posted in the cut
So if I’m not gon do it
Then they will
Sold they souls
My ni**as down to kill
Me and devo
Swerving in some fast sh*t
Thinking how I’m bout
To bring the cash in
Police always trynna catch me lacking
I ain’t sh*t
I get it from dad
Got a deal
And now these ni**as mad
Like we wasn't saying it would happen
Back when we was dipping outta class
I already seen that your a fraud
Brodie Locked up
Screaming free my dawgs
Greedy ni**a
Going outta state
Soon a ni**a
Finna go abroad
(Hook)