Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Everlasting, artist - Jay Critch.
Date of issue: 01.11.2018
Song language: English
Everlasting |
Hood Fave |
Hey |
Ayy, all I know is that I gotta have it |
Smokin' dope but I call it the Jattic |
I’ve been stacking, I made it a habit |
Ayy, boy what happened? |
I thought you were savage |
So obvious when they be acting |
Got a lot of it, I get the racks in |
I’ma treat her like my side bitch |
'Cause she fronted on me back then |
Could’ve put you in the diamonds |
You rather be with the plastic |
And I ain’t trusting nobody |
Unless I see you in some action (Hey) |
Keep my brothers right behind me |
You other niggas get to packing |
I was broke nigga, I was embarrassed |
Now my pockets filled up with the cabbage |
Now this money everlasting |
I used to put it in the mattress |
Ayy, but I’m okay if you asking |
I went and got me a bad bitch |
She came with a little baggage, yeah |
But it’s okay 'cause I’m cashing |
If I see it, I want it, I’m splashing |
But it ain’t for her, she can’t have shit |
Need a new whip, do the dash in it |
I’ve been on a road for the backends |
And I’m moving slow, never lacking |
Diamonds dancing, I got Jackson |
I was jugging O’s and I taxed it |
Got a yellow bone, she a taxi |
Her friend wanna bone, now she 'ight |
Bro these bitches hoes, if you ask me |
You wasn’t with me on the block |
Ain’t help me stack, you didn’t help me grow |
When you see me at the top, stay where you at, leave me alone |
I’m in the mall straight flexing, I’ma need all of the extras |
Put the hood on my back, no pressure (Hey) |
Tryna get the Maybach, no Tesla (Skrrt skrrt) |
That money, it look like it stuck to me |
I came up, now they don’t wanna fuck with me |
My niggas know that they stuck with me |
Wasn’t there, then you can’t get the bucks with me |
I’m with the same gang, ain’t shit changed |
Niggas that was in dubs with me |
I hit a stain, now I got to maintain |
They was runnin' it up with me |
And if I run down on your main thing |
Then she leaving the club with me |
She know I’m up now, how the chain bling |
Got her falling in love with me |
I’ma go cash out on a new crib, now I’m living in luxury |
The Lambo is yellow like Bumblebee |
Pockets super sized, double D’s (Hey) |
Ayy, all I know is that I gotta have it |
Smokin' dope but I call it the Jattic |
I’ve been stacking, I made it a habit |
Ayy, boy what happened? |
I thought you were savage |
So obvious when they be acting |
Got a lot of it, I get the racks in |
I’ma treat her like my side bitch |
'Cause she fronted on me back then |
Could’ve put you in the diamonds |
You rather be with the plastic |
And I ain’t trusting nobody |
Unless I see you in some action (Hey) |
Keep my brothers right behind me |
You other niggas get to packing |
I was broke nigga, I was embarrassed |
Now my pockets filled up with the cabbage |
Now this money everlasting |
I used to put it in the mattress |