4Eva lyrics

[Pre-Chorus: Verse Simmonds]
These n*ggas wanna see me dead
These n*ggas wanna take my head
I'ma real one, we don't ever die
I'ma load it up and we gon' ride
All my life I've been about the streets
Won't let you n*ggas get the best of me
I'ma get this money, stack it high
They gon' order it and I'll supply

[Chorus: Verse Simmonds]
And I feel like I'ma live forever
Yeah I feel like I'ma live forever
Swear to God yeah I'ma live forever
Yeah I feel like I'ma live forever

[Verse 1: Cap-1]
I jumped off of the porch young n*ggas had curfews
Done seen it all, done it all even got war wounds
Done drove em all, f*ck em all then......
My lawyer fightin case now sh*t I got caught too
I stayed down with my religion I ain't talkin horse shoes
And that Maserati feel good love how that Porsche move
Came up from the bottom n*gga, n*ggas always worry about another n*gga
I was never bothered I just went and get it buncha politicking like a politician
Soul searchin with my bottom b*tches
RIP to my n*gga dead and gone, you know we miss him
On the block hustlin pourin liquor
Goin up until I go out with ya
Name livin like a legend though
May the champagne be your only pain
Streets turnt us all to some animals, we here
[Pre-Chorus: Verse Simmonds]
These n*ggas wanna see me dead
These n*ggas wanna take my head
I'ma real one, we don't ever die
I'ma load it up and we gon' ride
All my life I've been about the streets
Won't let you n*ggas get the best of me
I'ma get this money, stack it high
They gon' order it and I'll supply

[Chorus: Verse Simmonds]
And I feel like I'ma live forever
Yeah I feel like I'ma live forever
Swear to God yeah I'ma live forever
Yeah I feel like I'ma live forever

[Verse 2: Cap-1]
Hey look, one bedroom apartment, me and my momma
Drama stayed there, me and momma on bump bed
But she made sure I had lunch bread
Now I grew up fast for my time, I swear
Same spot they was scared to go I made funds there
And I was in the trap I had guns there
Now I put my hand on the bible
Rappin only was a title
Rappin only was a way out of it I was out here thuggin with disciples
Beefin back and forth with baby momma
I was young I probably shoulda wifed you
She was tryna tell me bout them other n*ggas tellin me that they don't like you
Haters wanna see a n*gga dead they don't wanna really see you win
n*ggas tryna run up in your crib or they put some money on your head
b*tches tryna double cross a n*gga, double back and then they'll f*ck your friend
And even when they tried to count me out I counted up and went in for the win
[Pre-Chorus: Verse Simmonds]
These n*ggas wanna see me dead
These n*ggas wanna take my head
I'ma real one, we don't ever die
I'ma load it up and we gon' ride
All my life I've been about the streets
Won't let you n*ggas get the best of me
I'ma get this money, stack it high
They gon' order it and I'll supply

[Chorus: Verse Simmonds]
And I feel like I'ma live forever
Yeah I feel like I'ma live forever
Swear to god yeah I'ma live forever
Yeah I feel like I'ma live forever