Forever Songtext
von B.o.B feat. Playboy Tre
Forever Songtext
Started with my pockets slim
(Started with my pockets slim)
Now I got a lot of M′s
They see me and they know it's him
Oh they oh they know it′s him
I'm so high I don't even get high no more
I′m so fly I don′t even let it down no mo
I'm so out there I′m going up no more
Niggas still hate and I don't even know why no more
(Pre-)
I don′t know why, I don't know why
These niggas lame and I don′t know why
I don't know why, I don't know why
We ain′t the same and I don′t know why
'Cause nothing is forever easy
Nothing is forever easy
No, nothing is forever easy
So til I die I′ll be forever livin
Motherfuck your opinion, show you where you can stick it
I swear the worse than these bitches, all these niggas got feelings
They say I got too many women, I'm just keepin it pimpin
The way she mastered that P, I guess she keep it no limit
Now watch get in it, super gold ceiling, smoking on ignorant
Me I′m so different, I just stand out, these niggas be blending in
They say I'm too hot, they say I′m too hood, now that's a predicament
But as you can see the path that I'm on, success is just imminent
But at least I know I′m gonna learn
And I know I know I got my work
You see these niggas out there and they sho is lurkin
′Cus this life ain't fair and it sure ain′t perfect
(Pre-)
I don't know why, I don′t know why
These niggas lame and I don't know why
I don′t know why, I don't know why
We ain't the same and I don′t know why
′Cause nothing is forever easy
I'm sure this fuckin television
No, nothing is forever easy
So til I die I′ll be forever livin
Yea, everybody talk like they so cold
But when this shit jump off they ain't cares no mo
I′m a white French like east side bro
And all my black friends you know them
They be like fuck them lyin ass hoes
Maybe ask for double
So why they hatin I don't have a clue
Niggas wanna brag about money?
Guess what nigga, we got money too
Tre boy, Playboy
You can call me Christmas dad
And if yo freak wanna try to jump down
I′mma keep puffin that lilly pad
(Pre-)
I don't know why, I don't know why
These niggas lame and I don′t know why
I don′t know why, I don't know why
We ain′t the same and I don't know why
′Cause nothing is forever easy
I'm sure this fuckin television
No, nothing is forever easy
So til I die I′ll be forever livin
(Started with my pockets slim)
Now I got a lot of M′s
They see me and they know it's him
Oh they oh they know it′s him
I'm so high I don't even get high no more
I′m so fly I don′t even let it down no mo
I'm so out there I′m going up no more
Niggas still hate and I don't even know why no more
(Pre-)
I don′t know why, I don't know why
These niggas lame and I don′t know why
I don't know why, I don't know why
We ain′t the same and I don′t know why
'Cause nothing is forever easy
Nothing is forever easy
No, nothing is forever easy
So til I die I′ll be forever livin
Motherfuck your opinion, show you where you can stick it
I swear the worse than these bitches, all these niggas got feelings
They say I got too many women, I'm just keepin it pimpin
The way she mastered that P, I guess she keep it no limit
Now watch get in it, super gold ceiling, smoking on ignorant
Me I′m so different, I just stand out, these niggas be blending in
They say I'm too hot, they say I′m too hood, now that's a predicament
But as you can see the path that I'm on, success is just imminent
But at least I know I′m gonna learn
And I know I know I got my work
You see these niggas out there and they sho is lurkin
′Cus this life ain't fair and it sure ain′t perfect
(Pre-)
I don't know why, I don′t know why
These niggas lame and I don't know why
I don′t know why, I don't know why
We ain't the same and I don′t know why
′Cause nothing is forever easy
I'm sure this fuckin television
No, nothing is forever easy
So til I die I′ll be forever livin
Yea, everybody talk like they so cold
But when this shit jump off they ain't cares no mo
I′m a white French like east side bro
And all my black friends you know them
They be like fuck them lyin ass hoes
Maybe ask for double
So why they hatin I don't have a clue
Niggas wanna brag about money?
Guess what nigga, we got money too
Tre boy, Playboy
You can call me Christmas dad
And if yo freak wanna try to jump down
I′mma keep puffin that lilly pad
(Pre-)
I don't know why, I don't know why
These niggas lame and I don′t know why
I don′t know why, I don't know why
We ain′t the same and I don't know why
′Cause nothing is forever easy
I'm sure this fuckin television
No, nothing is forever easy
So til I die I′ll be forever livin
Writer(s): Bobby Ray Jr. Simmons, Jamieson Xavier Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com