Forever Golden - For the City Lyrics

Don't you love that goody goody feel?
I just do this for my niggas and we bout to hit a mil
So immaculate, tell em we ain't average
Flow is on Alaska and we colder than a panda's crib
Iced up, spiced up fresh up off the grill with it
Bout to hit the field with it, vibrant like chameleon
I don't wanna hurt em, No Curtis you don't deserve em
This is something they ain't heard of, I kill the flow like a murderer
Cause I run this shit just like an athlete
If in person or niggas had they back to me
Just know that shit that you be talking getting back to me
Before you check me check your bitch and then get back to me
I burn slow when I roll dojo
And I feel like Jiggaman in my 4 4 4's
Catch me swimming out my wave when I coast solo
If you want it then I got it on the low low low
But I ain't slanging, my niggas we just been hanging
Cause message I've been banging is peace and love for the nation
If you talk about the greatest you better mention my name
Or I'ma be like "yo dog, what you saying?", quit playing

Don't try to play with me, fuck nigga what you saying to me?
You better come up out my way when my mans with me
When we showing up, why you niggas playing with me, rolling on that

West side, show em you the best side
Niggas on a mission tryna get it, on a quest right
East side, show em you the beast side
Play the main roll while these other niggas B sides
South side, open up they mouth like
Make em feel amazed when they see you on the south side
North side, show up at they porch like
We gon catch em slipping if we pull up in that Porsche like

Look, what's my favorite word?
Nah you gotta say it like Free
It's funny how I came up with my cousin in the streets
Selling dope to a cop in the middle of a drug sweep
It's a shame how these no-names claiming the boy changed
But the same dames hating be all on the boy things
Aye, I ain't never been pressed bout a bitch
Why, cause I got plenty more bitches to get
And I'm popping in the city yeah, come and get it yeah
Thirty these bands make her shimmy yeah, she can get it yeah
You a bum, looking silly yeah, don't affili yeah
Call my niggas we get iginant, word to million
Look aye, 40 on my shorty that's a cold piece
Aye, back it up my nigga you don't know me
Aye, Carti's on my face with the wood frames
If you bout that action get it back and get it cracking
Cause I'm popping boy, album dropping boy, don't believe me
Out the pocket boy, karate choppa boy, when you see me
I'm a rich young nigga from the 313
Hit the Blade one time and you can see what I mean

Don't try to play with me, fuck nigga what you saying to me?
You better come up out my way when my mans with me
When we showing up, why you niggas playing with me, rolling on that

West side, show em you the best side
Niggas on a mission tryna get it, on a quest right
East side, show em you the beast side
Play the main roll while these other niggas B sides
South side, open up they mouth like
Make em feel amazed when they see you on the south side
North side, show up at they porch like
We gon catch em slipping if we pull up in that Porsche like