Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
Green papers with eagles from a tray that's illegal
I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her
My papa came over threatening to sue him for illegal gunfire
Looking at the streets seeing everyone illegal
Cover the building in green my nigga: fred segal
In both uses of the word, live illegal luxury,
Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see
Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick
Illegal like a lethal needle stabbing rappers that act sick
You see my lifestyle’s been nothing but lifestyles
Illegal events compiled deep within my previous files
Illegal like a lethal needle stabbing rappers that act sick
But when i come around her crib, i go in on this chick
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