Deucestacks - Forever Lyrics

Half the battle is the match up
I blackout
I don't back up
Trained with guns
Since dunk hunt
Still known to swing like
Nunchucks
It's clear you talk big feces
Boi we been hot since BG
Our whole scene is HD
Task get scratch like cd
Ooo
Yea
You like it how you kick it huh
Cuz I live it like I write it bruh
These bars is hard as prison yards
In Rikers where the lifers hung
You get where I'm coming from
If you don't you lame as f*ck
You big talk on the internet
In real life you can't sit wit' us
Aye
F*ck a hoe nigga
And his whole crew
You show out then we'll show you
My record clean like Whole Foods
Bih
Pipe down and I'll pipe you
Shit fall back and ill I fall Thru
But watch these hoes they animals
Bih bih that's why I dog you
I doggie bag your dog food
I unfollow your whole crew
You good for jokes like cartoons
All f*ck Shit though
Gon die soon
We weapons drawn like high noon
If we up on a wave it's tidal
Life's a cycle and cyclone
But I'm
In it for the long run
I'm, in it for the long run
I'm, in it for the long run
Yea, yea yea yea yea yea
Give me all my decimals
And raise me by the decibel
I ain't never seen a correctional facility in my life nigga
Give me all my decimals
And raise me by the decibel
I ain't never seen a correctional facility in my
Nigga from the Ave though
Swimming towards the cash flow
Since I was a tadpole yea
Now a nigga leapfrog
Bigger than a street shark
It's just how I get down
Bih
My whole sound is surround bih
Even if I'm surrounded
I stand still till the ground shift
My life live like a mosh pit
If it's beef than don't squash it
Nigga
I highly doubt your thoughts have changed
But now your see I'm out your range
Shit you can never eat like me
You can't even think like me
I speak in King
In god I dream
Once caught fade
On Martin's street
I'm finally grasping irony
My teachers would be proud me
Shit, life is short
And iron speaks
Niggas die over sneaks
Rappers die over beats
Daily as I live and breathe
I'm everything thing I mean to be
It's cool I'm not your cup of tea
Jesus did at 33
Bro bro got some years on me
But if I make these hoes believe
My afterlife will be twice as sweet
A product of my poverty
Big Poppa when you talk of me
Shit, Hennessy and ganja leaves
My rocker is not set properly I'm
In it for the long run
I'm, in it for the long run
I'm, in it for the long run
Yea, yea yea yea yea yea
Give me all my decimals
And raise me by the decibel
I ain't never seen a correctional facility in my life nigga
Give me all my decimals
And raise me by the decibel
I ain't never seen a correctional facility in my life nigga
Aye
I want this shit forever
Stacks
Face