Forever lyrics

by

Jeezy


[Intro]
Baby bottle full of syrup, trap full of work (We boomin')
Blunt full of weed, Cookie mixed with—
Baby bottle full of syrup, trap full of work (We boomin')
Blunt full of weed, Cookie mixed with purp
Baby bottle full of syrup, trap full of work (We boomin')
Blunt full of weed, Cookie mixed with purp
(Drumma Boy)
My n*gga, I'ma be chasin' that motherf*ckin' money 'til I'm dead, man
For real (Yeah)
Yeah ('Cause all I know is get this motherf*ckin' money)

[Verse 1]
Saw mama yesterday, she said, "You need to get some rest"
I told her I'll get some sleep when I'm dead
sh*t, and I ain't got no friends, all my friends dead (Presidents)
Big heads and they tied up with rubber bands (Ayy, ayy)
Penthouse smokin' weed on the top floor like Bruh Man (Hahaha)
Still puttin' b*tches up out my spot just like Martin
Told my plug to double up, tryna get that new Aston Martin
Droppin' off bails of weed in that V-coupe Charger (Skrrt)
Tall-ass n*gga in that 911 Targa (Ayy)
Pulled up on your b*tch, got some head, tipped her a hundred dollars (It's Dolph)
Smoked a blunt with her, got money to make, so I'ma holla (I'm gone)
We pourin' up lean in the club, you can keep them sparklers
[Chorus]
Forever chasing money, n*gga, that's my life (I ain't chasin' no b*tches, dog)
Forever chasing money, n*gga, that's my life (What the f*ck?)
Forever chasing money, n*gga, that's my life (Ayy, ayy)
All my n*ggas hustlers and live a high life (Uh-huh)
Forever chasing money, n*gga, that's my life (Yeah, that's my life)
Forever chasing money, n*gga, that's my life (You know what up with me)
Forever chasing money, n*gga, that's my life (Dope boy)
All my n*ggas hustlers and live a high life (High Class Street Music 5)

[Verse 2]
Baby bottle full of syrup, trap full of work (We boomin')
Blunt full of weed, Cookie mixed with purp (Yeah)
f*ck with me, he don't like livin', put him in the dirt (f*ck him)
Pull up in that drop and let that chopper squirt
Trappin' in Versace, diamonds kickin' like Mr. Miyagi
Trap been good to a young n*gga, might go get my b*tch an Audi
She say I never pay her no attention, she always b*tchin' (Damn)
She tried to pour my drink down the sink, I said, "Hold up, you trippin'" (Hold up)
I said hold up, just listen (Wait), you know that I'm addicted
Run with a crew of n*ggas just like me, out here chasin' millions (Yeah)
Don't give a f*ck how we get it (Nah)
Got all of my n*ggas with me (Yeah)
The best weed in the city
Smoke one, f*ck with me (f*ck with your boy)
[Chorus]
Forever chasing money, n*gga, that's my life (I ain't chasin' no b*tches, dog)
Forever chasing money, n*gga, that's my life (What the f*ck?)
Forever chasing money, n*gga, that's my life (Ayy, ayy)
All my n*ggas hustlers and live a high life (Uh-huh)
Forever chasing money, n*gga, that's my life (Yeah, that's my life)
Forever chasing money, n*gga, that's my life (You know what up with me)
Forever chasing money, n*gga, that's my life (Dope boy)
All my n*ggas hustlers and live a high life (Dolph)
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