Immortal lyrics

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
They don't know what it's like, this life, to live forever
They don't know what this life is like to live forever
They don't know what it's like to be the man forever
Like to have these bands forever
They don't know what it's like to have this chance forever
They don't know what it's like to have this plan forever, ever, yeah
I gotta get it, man, I swear to God
Need this sh*t forever, yeah
I gotta get it, man, I swear to God, yeah

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
You don't know what it's like to having these people watching you (Watching you)
You don't know what it's like to feel like you got sh*t to prove (sh*t to prove)
You don't know what it's like, you don't know what it's like to move like this (Like this)
I said you don't know how it is, you don't know how I live
Got your b*tch on my di*k, whole face full of kids
Whole face full of my kids, you don't know where I live
Damn, you don't know where I live, uh

[Refrain: Trippie Redd]
Immortal, I'ma live forever
Immortal, I'ma live forever
Immortal, I'ma live forever, yeah

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
They don't know what it's like, this life, to live forever
They don't know what this life is like to live forever
They don't know what it's like to be the man forever
Like to have these bands forever
They don't know what it's like to have this chance forever
They don't know what it's like to have this plan forever, ever, yeah
I gotta get it, man, I swear to God
Need this sh*t forever, yeah
I gotta get it, man, I swear to God, yeah
[Verse 2: The Game]
Hopping clouds in this Bentley
Three n*ggas want a problem, I go Trippie Redd with the semi
Red rags, we got plenty, n*gga
In and out your block, we bust them shots
And we don't stop 'til blood splatter on our Fendi
f*ck being friendly, n*gga, I'm done with that
Every time I get a new whip, gotta put a gun in that
'Cause when you die off in these streets, it ain't no coming back
n*ggas killed me in my roles and blessed my son with that
n*ggas die young where I'm from, mamas cry young where I'm from
Cops, we outrun
It's Westside Compton, bullets, you don't make it out without one
Death or jail, that's the outcome, we smoke without lungs
If you 'bout some', don't fold when the drought come, n*gga (Drought come)
Find you a rapper with a Richard Mille on (Richard Mille on)
Take his watch, hop in that rental and throw "A Milli" on ("A Milli" on)
To a n*gga in the streets, it ain't nothing really wrong
Smoke weed, f*ck b*tches, rap, and put your city on (City on)
To a n*gga in the streets, ain't nothing really wrong (Really wrong)
Smoke weed, f*ck b*tches, rap, and put your city on

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
They don't know what it's like, this life, to live forever
They don't know what this life is like to live forever
They don't know what it's like to be the man forever
Like to have these bands forever
They don't know what it's like to have this chance forever
They don't know what it's like to have this plan forever, ever, yeah
I gotta get it, man, I swear to God
Need this sh*t forever, yeah
I gotta get it, man, I swear to God, yeah