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Forevrmore - Belly Story Lyrics



Forevrmore - Belly Story Lyrics




Here's ah story
Bout two different sides
Of the coin
Could be sincere
Or could buns
Robbing clubs
Throwing the duffles in the trunk
Told the young boys
To go an ditch this f*cking
Truck
Big crib in Jamaica estates
White ceilings
Like a paper plane
Upstairs
Yeah that's
She Kiesha she ah ride
Chick
She don't play
Down stairs playing
Pool
Gotta split this bread
3 ways
They woke up
Keisha
Now she fussing
In the place
How it feel to be sincere
Got a crib over st albans
Wid my lady
An my kid
An I'm tryna make a way
For them
An not have to go kill
An she always thinking
Tommy is snake
She just be talking
5 inna the morning
Tommy calling
Want us to go
An hit the road
Thinking bout
Some plays he wanna
Make with
Moving coke
Made a couple calls
We go an chop it
Situate
Who be involved
Now tommy is moving round
With ox
He feel invincible
He telling sincere
That he won't get shot
Quick flight to Jamaica
Get familiar wit this guy
Ox want you to kill
Him
Cause he know you'll
Be The guy
Next day tommy
Caught him clean
5 shots right
In side his vee
Back to the states
He go
Soon as he touch down
Seen his crib raided
An yeah
Kiesha locked up
Now Tommy
Getting paranoid
Calling up sincere
That's the only one trust
Now they Walking down to linden
Just to use the pay Phone
Cause the Feds is
On his tail
Tommy moving state
To state
With wise
An LaKidd
In the diinner
LaKidd
Killed wise
An tommy gets locked up
Tommy calling sincere
From the prison
But sincere is
Tryna elevate his life
Tryna do better with his
Wife
Yeah
Two sides
Of the coin
You gotta chose ah side
Could be the killer
Or could elevate yuh life
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Here's ah story
Bout two different sides
Of the coin
Could be sincere
Or could buns
Robbing clubs
Throwing the duffles in the trunk
Told the young boys
To go an ditch this f*cking
Truck
Big crib in Jamaica estates
White ceilings
Like a paper plane
Upstairs
Yeah that's
She Kiesha she ah ride
Chick
She don't play
Down stairs playing
Pool
Gotta split this bread
3 ways
They woke up
Keisha
Now she fussing
In the place
How it feel to be sincere
Got a crib over st albans
Wid my lady
An my kid
An I'm tryna make a way
For them
An not have to go kill
An she always thinking
Tommy is snake
She just be talking
5 inna the morning
Tommy calling
Want us to go
An hit the road
Thinking bout
Some plays he wanna
Make with
Moving coke
Made a couple calls
We go an chop it
Situate
Who be involved
Now tommy is moving round
With ox
He feel invincible
He telling sincere
That he won't get shot
Quick flight to Jamaica
Get familiar wit this guy
Ox want you to kill
Him
Cause he know you'll
Be The guy
Next day tommy
Caught him clean
5 shots right
In side his vee
Back to the states
He go
Soon as he touch down
Seen his crib raided
An yeah
Kiesha locked up
Now Tommy
Getting paranoid
Calling up sincere
That's the only one trust
Now they Walking down to linden
Just to use the pay Phone
Cause the Feds is
On his tail
Tommy moving state
To state
With wise
An LaKidd
In the diinner
LaKidd
Killed wise
An tommy gets locked up
Tommy calling sincere
From the prison
But sincere is
Tryna elevate his life
Tryna do better with his
Wife
Yeah
Two sides
Of the coin
You gotta chose ah side
Could be the killer
Or could elevate yuh life
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Writer: Akeem Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Forevrmore
Language: English
Length: 2:11
Written by: Akeem Smith

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