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[Hook:] They said it couldn't be forever Wouldn't be forever The grain ain't enough Ya gotta mix it with the leather Your grind ain't enough Ya gotta mix it with the hate When it's all over watch what I say 4eva n a day, day, day, day, day, day 4eva n a day, day, day, day, day, day 4eva n a day, day, day, day, day, day 4eva n a day, watch what I say 4eva n a day [Verse 1:] My momma say what's up bitch, how ya feel I dedicate this to them haters that's in my grill Them doubters and them non believers that said I wouldn't And them A&Rs when I spit them bars that said I couldn't And them bougie broads that wasn't fuckin' when I was broke Now they squeeze by to the V-I so I can jump down they throat I put it on the line and do what I love and above all have hope If it was meant for me and it was meant to be Then it'll pay off like it's s'posed [Hook] Letras de canciones [Verse 2:] Some say that I switched up But most of them niggas done bitched up If you ain't bout your own people What you gon' raise your fists for? Old school with them Kickers Like karate feet, my money stretch like pilates be If you never been to the top it's something that you gotta see Somewhere that you gotta be I never dealt with the lames Knock on wood but I'm hella good in this candy paint No time to waste, keep my pace, forever still Worry about you and how you live I did it big, I hurt they feelings [Hook] [Verse 3:] I dedicate this third verse to all the candy coaters and the slab riders Record breakers that did mad favors when they knew no one ever heard about us And them playa pimps, Chevy donks that crank the thump 'til the trunk beat Cross love from a bad broad that jump in cause she fuck with me In the hood sellin' CDs cause they showed love at the Mom & Pops 'Til I sold 'em all even when my buzz was small and still chose to cop Fact remain that I'm still the same and I'll never change except Cause I ain't trippin' on mainstream cause love from the underground, that's forever [Hook] From Letras Mania