Tyler, Forever

Lyrics

[Intro] Bubble jackets, pockets filled with packets Nigga goin' just ask fo' me Ain't seen grams in a minute I'm feeling lack of that apathy Niggas thinking that they passing me This ain't for y'all niggas actually I'm doing this so I don't blow my shit out all over that balcony, it's- [Chorus] (Tyler, forever) (Tyler for, Tyler, forever) (Tyler for, Tyler, forever) (Tyler, forever) (Tyler for, Tyler, forever) (Tyler for, Tyler, forever) Nah, the chorus ain't clever I'm making sure niggas remember It's Tyler forever Tyler for, Tyler forever Tyler for, Tyler forever It's Tyler forever [Verse 1] Mama said this lifestyle should've been outgrown Well Mama, you don't see the beauty that this harrowing hold Surrounded by all of my niggas, why I feel so alone That black Range wheel skip puddles, we some dangerous stones Propelled forward by vengeance, penchant for taking yo' pendants Accountability process is loaded in them extensions We done fixed on ascending, my boys might break through the roof Y'all become killers all'a sudden when you find dusty loops Nigga, problem with this preaching is it might just make my wrist hot Nine niggas, masked up in that van, them boys Slipknot They kids up in the hood is Babymetal Head banging on yo' boy, he push that overdrive pedal Watch yo' step, nigga [Chorus] (It's Tyler, forever) (Tyler for, Tyler, forever) (Tyler for, Tyler, forever) (Tyler, forever) (Tyler for, Tyler, forever) (Tyler for, Tyler, forever) Nah, the chorus ain't clever I'm making sure niggas remember It's Tyler forever Tyler for, Tyler forever Tyler for, Tyler forever It's Tyler for- [Bridge] Ahhh, shit Settle down (I've been, I've been) (I've been) [Verse 2] I've been, living my life with concrete to my ears Nowadays, ain't no niggas I fear Anything I've learned in all of my years There's danger to talk when you boutta shed tears You hear me now? I brought all my singers Mama done warned what the pain gon' bring us Fighting a battle with skin on my fingers Bite it off, but the pain still lingers All that, all that glitters ain't gold But you can still hobble pieces to make something that holds A young'un blind, blind, blind from staring at my mom's glow Now these white eyes can't seem to dodge she sending her blows It's murder music for niggas who ain't been murdered I'm sure if he was here now, he'd say "That that's just unheard of" I'd laugh, say "Yeah, you right, it's prolly true" Then sitting on his floor I'd realize poets lie too How you parallel the hell that comes with writing stories To the tales of triumph, flight, and even oftentimes glory Cuz I know all them niggas mentioned in all of them things But I'mma close my eyes for a bit, can you just read it for me?