[Pre-Chorus: Verse Simmonds]
These n***as wanna see me dead
These n***as wanna take my head
I'ma real one, we don't ever die
I'ma load it up and we gon' ride
All my life I've been about the streets
Won't let you n***as get the best of me
I'ma get this money, stack it high
They gon' order it and I'll supply

[Chorus: Verse Simmonds]
And I feel like I'ma live forever
Yeah I feel like I'ma live forever
Swear to God yeah I'ma live forever
Yeah I feel like I'ma live forever

[Verse 1: Cap-1]
I jumped off of the porch young n***as had curfews
Done seen it all, done it all even got war wounds
Done drove em all, fuck em all then......
My lawyer fightin case now shit I got caught too
I stayed down with my religion I ain't talkin horse shoes
And that Maserati feel good love how that Porsche move
Came up from the bottom n***a, n***as always worry about another n***a
I was never bothered I just went and get it buncha politicking like a politician
Soul searchin with my bottom bitches
RIP to my n***a dead and gone, you know we miss him
On the block hustlin pourin liquor
Goin up until I go out with ya
Name livin like a legend though
May the champagne be your only pain
Streets turnt us all to some animals, we here
[Pre-Chorus: Verse Simmonds]
These n***as wanna see me dead
These n***as wanna take my head
I'ma real one, we don't ever die
I'ma load it up and we gon' ride
All my life I've been about the streets
Won't let you n***as get the best of me
I'ma get this money, stack it high
They gon' order it and I'll supply

[Chorus: Verse Simmonds]
And I feel like I'ma live forever
Yeah I feel like I'ma live forever
Swear to God yeah I'ma live forever
Yeah I feel like I'ma live forever

[Verse 2: Cap-1]
Hey look, one bedroom apartment, me and my momma
Drama stayed there, me and momma on bump bed
But she made sure I had lunch bread
Now I grew up fast for my time, I swear
Same spot they was scared to go I made funds there
And I was in the trap I had guns there
Now I put my hand on the bible
Rappin only was a title
Rappin only was a way out of it I was out here thuggin with disciples
Beefin back and forth with baby momma
I was young I probably shoulda wifed you
She was tryna tell me bout them other n***as tellin me that they don't like you
Haters wanna see a n***a dead they don't wanna really see you win
N***as tryna run up in your crib or they put some money on your head
Bitches tryna double cross a n***a, double back and then they'll fuck your friend
And even when they tried to count me out I counted up and went in for the win
[Pre-Chorus: Verse Simmonds]
These n***as wanna see me dead
These n***as wanna take my head
I'ma real one, we don't ever die
I'ma load it up and we gon' ride
All my life I've been about the streets
Won't let you n***as get the best of me
I'ma get this money, stack it high
They gon' order it and I'll supply

[Chorus: Verse Simmonds]
And I feel like I'ma live forever
Yeah I feel like I'ma live forever
Swear to god yeah I'ma live forever
Yeah I feel like I'ma live forever