Kwengface - Live Forever lyrics
[Kwengface - Live Forever lyrics]
These are the top ten rules of the streets
(Hrrr) you follow these you live forever
Nathaniel London never
Rule number one: Don't be trusting a thot
Probably holdin' your yute and still
Rock with the opps
A pretty face an evil one
I know the pussy wet, nails fleek
But just know who you breedin' son she
Fuckin' your associates Fucking
All your mates and when you're like Kweng
She probably fuck you 'cause you're bait
Not all girls are bad but
Most of them ain't straight
She was a goodie back then but
Couplе years and shit changed (Bad)
Rule numbеr two: Never trust in a yute
Probably worse than a chick
They'll either bun or rob you
Same yute you grew up with's
Probably slapping at your hat
I know it sounds mad but on my life
This is facts (True)
Doin' you a favor now they
Actin' like you owe man the road's mad
Your friend will shoot you
With your own strap go jail
They're probably diggin' at your own yat
See man do some real shit, man it's so mad
Rule number three: Don't underestimate G's
You can get aired out by a kid or a neek
I know that she's cute and her face is sweet
But if you mad her one day
That's your life or your Ps
Rule number four: Never thought what you saw
Always trust in your gut, see signs
Don't ignore
Rule number five: Nigga, try stay alive
See your pride and your name
Ain't proportion to your life
So if yutes catch you lackin'
Move your legs and just stride
Tomorrow is another day
Catch 'em by surprise
When you're going on a glide
Grease up your 9 i heard man bang bang ting
Jammed and they died
Rule number six: Never talk to them pigs
Don't act like a bitch
Bro you signed to this shit
Any more than no comment
Then you're lookin' like a snitch
And if you talk too much
Watch your words get twist
Look, rule number seven: Don't be
Tellin' man your next moves
The roads are clean so every
Steps like a test move
You better mind out how you're
Fuckin' with some next yutes
They're saying that they love you but they
Ain't got you how they're meant to
Rule number eight: Don't forget
About your mates
Invest in the real and on the journey
Drop the fakes
Look, rule number nine: Keep your family safe
And every time you're comin' home
Put food on the plate
Can't even lie, it was always 'bout the bread
If it's not makin' money then
It don't make sense
When you got a clean run, be smart and invest
This be the most important
That's why it's number ten
(Hrrr) you follow these you live forever
Nathaniel London never
Rule number one: Don't be trusting a thot
Probably holdin' your yute and still
Rock with the opps
A pretty face an evil one
I know the pussy wet, nails fleek
But just know who you breedin' son she
Fuckin' your associates Fucking
All your mates and when you're like Kweng
She probably fuck you 'cause you're bait
Not all girls are bad but
Most of them ain't straight
She was a goodie back then but
Couplе years and shit changed (Bad)
Rule numbеr two: Never trust in a yute
Probably worse than a chick
They'll either bun or rob you
Same yute you grew up with's
Probably slapping at your hat
I know it sounds mad but on my life
This is facts (True)
Doin' you a favor now they
Actin' like you owe man the road's mad
Your friend will shoot you
With your own strap go jail
They're probably diggin' at your own yat
See man do some real shit, man it's so mad
Rule number three: Don't underestimate G's
You can get aired out by a kid or a neek
I know that she's cute and her face is sweet
But if you mad her one day
That's your life or your Ps
Rule number four: Never thought what you saw
Always trust in your gut, see signs
Don't ignore
Rule number five: Nigga, try stay alive
See your pride and your name
Ain't proportion to your life
So if yutes catch you lackin'
Move your legs and just stride
Tomorrow is another day
Catch 'em by surprise
When you're going on a glide
Grease up your 9 i heard man bang bang ting
Jammed and they died
Rule number six: Never talk to them pigs
Don't act like a bitch
Bro you signed to this shit
Any more than no comment
Then you're lookin' like a snitch
And if you talk too much
Watch your words get twist
Look, rule number seven: Don't be
Tellin' man your next moves
The roads are clean so every
Steps like a test move
You better mind out how you're
Fuckin' with some next yutes
They're saying that they love you but they
Ain't got you how they're meant to
Rule number eight: Don't forget
About your mates
Invest in the real and on the journey
Drop the fakes
Look, rule number nine: Keep your family safe
And every time you're comin' home
Put food on the plate
Can't even lie, it was always 'bout the bread
If it's not makin' money then
It don't make sense
When you got a clean run, be smart and invest
This be the most important
That's why it's number ten