Forever Reppin lyrics

Lets do it

And Im good

You keep countin' that money, I'mma kill these n*ggas

[Big Sean]
Okay, Im young and rich, and this the sh*t man
What what, you you? you, you is a sh*t stain
Me im connected like I switched planes
Addicted to weed, b*tches and big chains
Car so big Id crash if I switch lanes
Sayin' you the man n*gga, quit playing
How you winning If I ain't switch teams
b*tch I had the same dream since I was sixteen
Rippin' life out of the plastic
Turnin' everything to platnuim
Got six rings do I look like Phil Jackson?
Meat Earl Mac and bunch of Tony Braxtons
Fill your cup to the f-f-fullest
Tell them if they actin' up and p-p-pull it
High off money, weed and, p-p-pus*y
I didn't studder, so girl just d-d-do it right now

[Hook]
I used to seem to wonder what it feel like
Now I do what the f*ck I feel like
Forever Reppin' When Im gone
I promise I'mma bring it back to home
And have my mother f*cking weed rolled up and my champagne popping
I can't forget the girls, all around the world
Reppin' for my city, puttin' on with my crew
And I'mma keep this money just to blow it with them too
[Jwan]
And when I see you and the last time
I never lead a state where bags climb?
And this my city when Im in it n*gga stand down
All of my n*ggas, a lot of money and bad broads
I stunt hard like I got a f*cking sad car
Money will turn you evil, and that weed will have you nervous
But them b*tches get you cute, and the pus*y more potent
But I dont give a f*ck, im stating callin hoes over
Mr. weedman meet me at my shows if you holdin'
A lot of n*ggas want it, and a lot of n*ggas chase it
But a lot of n*ggas die before they make
So while im getting money im gonna blow it like my papers
Where the f*ck my bottles, where my mother f*cking waitress, sorry darling are we clear?
Im standin' as a man till' im ruined
The worst thing you could do to me is sh*t I should be doing
And if a n*ggas fronting I take two and put it through him
Im no killer but I kill for what the f*ck I am pursing. for real

[Hook]
Forever Reppin' When Im gone
I promise I'mma bring it back to home
And have my mother f*cking weed broke down and my champagne popping
I can't forget the girls, all around the world
Reppin' for my city, putting on with my crew
And I'mma keep this money just to blow it with them too. Hey