forever

[Chorus: bronclair] Please don't ask me how my day go Fuck that energy, I stay low Your luck 'bout to end, nigga, it's made up You live in pretend, nigga, faker Your bitch on me and she shake that, yeah Don't do shit for free, better pay that, yeah I'm sippin' that blueberry faygo She say I'm the GOAT, like, I know I got so much in the tank And these niggas so boring, they plain I don't even know their names Always get in my way [Verse 1: bronclair] Back then, I used to sit and pray Hopin' every day better days And I know it's too late And I know it's too late I keep it goin', it do not matter Nigga so lame, I'm up on Saturn Brеaking the glass, just watching it shatter Way too high, I'm thinking in patterns Doin' this shit and I'm watching it float Just takе me now, I'm ready to go Niggas want it now, I don't know what to do I ain't ask for all this like, no, what? [Verse 2: Lucy Bedroque] I just— I just popped a Perc 30, feel alive again (Yeah, yeah, ooh, ayy) Huh, they knocked my ass down (Schyeah), yeah, but I tried again, yeah Yeah, I cry sippin' greens, bitch (Yeah) When I roll up, let the gas stink (Ooh, ooh, yeah) I cannot rock that Abercrombie Fitch (Yeah, bitch, yeah) You cannot stop me when I'm on a feature (Bitch, yeah) Move, pop the molly, I'm swaggin' (Schyeah), turn to a different creature Uh, I be crawlin' up the walls, yeah, I'm goin' Rey [?] (Walls, schyeah, schyeah) Huh, she wanna meet and fu-fuck She a lil' doggy, I— she a lil' doggy, I give her the treats I Issey Miyake, Margiela my feets, schyeah Yeah, blow, wow, you don't hear the sound (Lil' bitch, yeah) Married to the game, lil' bitch, I got the scene in a gown (OG, yeah) We just popped a bean, bitch gon' hit another round (Yeah) Got a pregnant blunt, lil' boy, yeah we chief it loud [Chorus: bronclair] Please don't ask me how my day go Fuck that energy, I stay low Your luck 'bout to end, nigga, it's made up You live in pretend, nigga, faker Your bitch on me and she shake that, yeah Don't do shit for free, better pay that, yeah I'm sippin' that blueberry faygo She say I'm the GOAT, like, I know I got so much in the tank And these niggas so boring, they plain I don't even know their names Always get in my way Please don't ask me how my day go Fuck that energy, I stay low Your luck 'bout to end, nigga, it's made up You live in pretend, nigga, faker