Everlasting lyrics

[Intro]
(Kevin Rolly)
(Girls in the back)

[Chorus: Quin NFN]
Think I need help, I'm in love with the money
Can't love, but ho, I'm in love with the hunnids
b*tch, how you broke tryna turn up in public
I put my whole team on the map like a compass
And I'm everlastin' I feel like a boxer
She let the kid come and hit her pinata
Ain't nobody rhyme but ain't nobody gotta
The less they invited me, most of my patnas

[Verse 1: Quin NFN]
Take care of the team I can feed the whole block
You can't eat where we sit you, gon' need your own spot
Won't settle for less 'causе I need a whole lot
Know this sh*t hurt they soul just to see us on top
See the hatе in their heart I can peep the whole plot
We can't let n*ggas breathe like some feet with no socks
Like some sand at a beach I might [?]
[?] shouldn't f*ck around leave the king with no lion
Damn, I [?] the [?] with no key
How you cuffed a b*tch?
I can not ride with police
He a ho with some money, that is not a OG
Selling bowls and you boys smoking outta OZ
I'm stuck in a zoo with my lama on me
My lil' bro grabbed a ho, but she countin' on me
I make the dissing all the time but no [?]
Standing on ten he alive with no feet, b*tch
[Pre-Chorus: Quin NFN]
[?] shirt, front seat got a tool on it
Glock came with a [?] shoes on it
Beat the cat from the back got a bruise on it
Now she stuck to the di*k like some glue on it
They play Spades [?] can't pull a few card
She ain't playing with you ho's cause she too hard
Quin Diesel here we got a new car
VS1 diamonds clear like some new [?]

[Chorus: Quin NFN]
Think I need help, I'm in love with the money
Can't love, but ho, I'm in love with the hunnids
b*tch, how you broke tryna turn up in public
I put my whole team on the map like a compass
And I'm everlastin' I feel like a boxer
She let the kid come and hit her pinata
Ain't nobody rhyme but ain't nobody gotta
The less they invited me, most of my patnas

[Verse 2: Lil 2z]
Blood, sweat, and tears for me, gangin' me I'm blazin' my Drac'
I'm everlastin' like Earl and Javonte
She ate the di*k up for breakfast, then got up and left and said she'd be back for the entree
I tell my people stay focused, but I ain't gon lie n*gga sometimes I steer off the wrong way
Play if you wanna get flipped like a hotcake
Hit 'em up in his car do a n*gga like John Kane
You know how that sh*t go
One of these ho's get to tripping, you drop 'em and go get a new ho
Filled up with Mambas and Skittles, you take a few hits probably f*ck around, f*ck up your glucose
Spot filled up with Choppas and pistols, get split down the middle, he f*ck around, die, and have two ghosts
Just stick to the code and stop looking for loopholes
Circle small as a booger, I don't f*ck with no new folks
I was f*cked up and tired of sleeping on carpets
We start selling dope in a one-way apartment
It was Beanies and Weenies now we Michellin star it
Can't name the last time when my people was starving
I was a hustler first before I was an artist
We still dump out the truck like we picking up garbage
Get your ass in those white-black Charmin
I might change my name from Lil 2 to The Largest

[Pre-Chorus: Quin NFN]
[?] shirt, front seat got a tool on it
Glock came with a [?] shoes on it
Beat the cat from the back got a bruise on it
Now she stuck to the di*k like some glue on it
They play Spades [?] can't pull a few card
She ain't playing with you ho's cause she too hard
Quin Diesel here we got a new car
VS1 diamonds clear like some new [?]

[Chorus: Quin NFN]
Think I need help, I'm in love with the money
Can't love, but ho, I'm in love with the hunnids
b*tch, how you broke tryna turn up in public
I put my whole team on the map like a compass
And I'm everlastin' I feel like a boxer
She let the kid come and hit her pinata
Ain't nobody rhyme but ain't nobody gotta
The less they invited me, most of my patnas