Toosii - Forever Paid lyrics

Uh, yeah

You know I'm forever paid
I got them racks right inside of my pocket I
Ain't doing no minimum wage
He sellin' blicks then we gettin' em hit
I ain't come to play he know we draw K's
Thought that we gone fade
Bitch well Imma make a stain
New cutter, in a Cullinan like a dope boy
He shouldn't be no problem now we got the
Drop I be riding with ole' boy
Swerve through the hood my shit go skrt
Young niggas in the hood like "Oh boy"
Know my bag, thirty in my mag
Fuck what you know boy
Brodie just hit me like cool, aight fuck it
Now how we gone play it
Told em' that we gone sit on that bitch
For a month then we gone spray it
Since niggas play cool and give the
Drop to where they lay at
We gone let they block be the place
That we link and play at

Brodie been yelling out "Free bodies"
For a month now
Hit the block we gone hunt down
Sweet on em' we gone run down
Told em' ditch the glick, put the gun down
Talking bout his face card good
Tell em show his face in our hood
Cause we on the back street and we pack heat
We been wishing y'all would
Fuck all that tough shit, know who he run wit
We can run in his crib but that
Shit ain't where the funds is
And if he ain't got no racks then we
Gone take em where the plug is
We gone show em I ain't the
Nigga he wanna fuck wit gangsta love
I ain't got love if the
Nigga ain't a gangsta
Wack nigga wit a lil bit of
Bread they don't fuck that nigga
Know he a wangsta i be tired of the fakers
Sooner or later we gone face em
And I hope he got his glick, even if he do
Then we gone bang em

You know I'm forever paid
I got them racks right inside of my
Pocket I ain't doing no minimum wage
He sellin' blicks then we gettin' em hit
I ain't come to play he know we draw K's
Thought that we gone fade
Bitch well Imma make a stain
New cutter, in a Cullinan like a dope boy
He shouldn't be no problem now we got the
Drop I be riding with ole' boy
Swerve through the hood my shit go skrt
Young niggas in the hood like "Oh boy"
Know my bag, thirty in my mag
Fuck what you know boy
Brodie just hit me like cool, aight fuck it
Now how we gone play it
Told em' that we gone sit on that bitch
For a month then we gone spray it
Since niggas play cool and give the
Drop to where they lay at
We gone let they block be the place
That we link and play at

Still in the hood with the
D-Boyz, keep it G-lock, no decoy
Beef with old ass niggas like Leroy
Fuck I look like smokin' a lil boy
Come on they block and let it bang
Shoot through the TV no choice
He gone die for me to fuck his baby mama
She moist
I done did it from upstate to Carolina's
He said that he did it, ain't hear about em
Seen em in person, ain't care about em
Nigga died from a wreck and
He swear he shot em
Bitch I don't do no cap I
Could take me a nap
Run a lap Imma don like dada
Lil cuz do voodoo put V's on a nigga
I ain't gotta call my top shotta i be solo
Solo and he probably gone talk
Like he on gang time
I be on demon time I still a bang mine
I'm the top recruit in my city
Nigga ain't I still a go out in public I'm
Bout my lonely ain't I

You know I'm forever paid
I got them racks right inside of my
Pocket I ain't doing no minimum wage
He sellin' blicks then we gettin' em hit
I ain't come to play he know we draw K's
Thought that we gone fade
Bitch well Imma make a stain
New cutter, in a Cullinan like a dope boy
He shouldn't be no problem now we got the
Drop I be riding with ole' boy
Swerve through the hood my shit go skrt
Young niggas in the hood like "Oh boy"
Know my bag, thirty in my mag
Fuck what you know boy
Brodie just hit me like cool, aight fuck it
Now how we gone play it
Told em' that we gone sit on that bitch
For a month then we gone spray it
Since niggas play cool and give the
Drop to where they lay at
We gone let they block be the place
That we link and play at