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JW9LowKey - Forever Lyrics



JW9LowKey - Forever Lyrics




Look, look, look, look, for real, look, look, look,
I just want some down to forever
That's why I stand next to my barretta.
Don't ask for my number, don't write me a letter
Niggas is rats when it comes to the cheddar
I've never been that type of a beggar,
Heart's so cold I need me a sweater.
Key she a dumb bitch for a breaking you
But you stupid cause you really let her.
Now that my neck's starting to get a little wetter,
Now y'all support me I'm getting real fed up.
Y'all was just hating on me, now I'm smiling my face like
Key, you getting real better.
Maybe I was just for the season, since y'all changed just like the weather.
I never knew that love was offensive, so I wasn't that good a defender.
I've been balling just like a point guard, for attention I turn to a center.
Sorry, grandma, for breaking your heart
But the streets turn me into a sinner.
Lost so many niggas for so long, don't know how to feel to be a winner.
Lots of niggas left me to starve, now I'm getting bad before dinner
Now I'm getting bad before dinner. Nah, I really got to spaz on this now

Nah, y'all think I'm really done? Nah, I got to spin back on this shit again
Look, look, look,

Just cause Ima '04 baby, don't mean I'm your little nigga
Trying to run up to these commas,
Grind to these M's
Make something hit, little nigga.
F*ck it I'm chasing the fame,
Dis shi make me insane,
This shit is a shame, little nigga.
I've been busy rapping and trapping,
I'm just trying to make my chain a little bigger.
Life shit ain't no game, little nigga,
F*ck we giving them pain, little nigga.
For cents, I won't change on niggas.
F*ck rest, I'm gone bang on niggas. These niggas gone hate when we gone pop out
Spinning their block, we getting a knockout. Spitting three times, just shooting them Glock rounds
It's just something about how that Glock sounds.
Raising the temp, I'm trying to get hot now. Bring your wifey, she a bop now,
Like right now.
I just be in my zone, that's why I can't answer the phone.
20 missed calls is crazy, bad little bitches just want me to bone
I getting these hoes on the daily, so high just call me a drone.
So high just call me a drone
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Look, look, look, look, for real, look, look, look,
I just want some down to forever
That's why I stand next to my barretta.
Don't ask for my number, don't write me a letter
Niggas is rats when it comes to the cheddar
I've never been that type of a beggar,
Heart's so cold I need me a sweater.
Key she a dumb bitch for a breaking you
But you stupid cause you really let her.
Now that my neck's starting to get a little wetter,
Now y'all support me I'm getting real fed up.
Y'all was just hating on me, now I'm smiling my face like
Key, you getting real better.
Maybe I was just for the season, since y'all changed just like the weather.
I never knew that love was offensive, so I wasn't that good a defender.
I've been balling just like a point guard, for attention I turn to a center.
Sorry, grandma, for breaking your heart
But the streets turn me into a sinner.
Lost so many niggas for so long, don't know how to feel to be a winner.
Lots of niggas left me to starve, now I'm getting bad before dinner
Now I'm getting bad before dinner. Nah, I really got to spaz on this now

Nah, y'all think I'm really done? Nah, I got to spin back on this shit again
Look, look, look,

Just cause Ima '04 baby, don't mean I'm your little nigga
Trying to run up to these commas,
Grind to these M's
Make something hit, little nigga.
F*ck it I'm chasing the fame,
Dis shi make me insane,
This shit is a shame, little nigga.
I've been busy rapping and trapping,
I'm just trying to make my chain a little bigger.
Life shit ain't no game, little nigga,
F*ck we giving them pain, little nigga.
For cents, I won't change on niggas.
F*ck rest, I'm gone bang on niggas. These niggas gone hate when we gone pop out
Spinning their block, we getting a knockout. Spitting three times, just shooting them Glock rounds
It's just something about how that Glock sounds.
Raising the temp, I'm trying to get hot now. Bring your wifey, she a bop now,
Like right now.
I just be in my zone, that's why I can't answer the phone.
20 missed calls is crazy, bad little bitches just want me to bone
I getting these hoes on the daily, so high just call me a drone.
So high just call me a drone
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Writer: KEVIN MICHAEL JOHNSON, LENOARD MARCELLUS EURE
Copyright: Lyrics © The Administration MP, Inc., O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave

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Language: English
Length: 2:16
Written by: KEVIN MICHAEL JOHNSON, LENOARD MARCELLUS EURE
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