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forever young - ababwa lyrics

part i

[intro: forever young]
yea yea yea yea
(young, morty—they had been forever.)
yea yea yea yea
yea yea yea yea
(feel like i, feel like i, yeah)

[pre-chorus: forever young]
i feel like i’m really messin’ with this one
all of these haters, they get none
imma go ballin, that and 1
i might go all out, that top 1

[chorus: forever young]
i feel like i’m really messin’ with this one (this one)
all of these haters, they get none (they get none)
imma go ballin, that and 1 (and 1)
i might go all out, that top 1
these haters is fake like ababwa (they cappin’)
these haters gon’ hide like wakanda (they gon’ hide)
i got the sauce like lasagna (sauce)
i jus’ live life like a saga

[verse 1: b.t.a.]
get the guap, cashin’ out
feelin’ like i’m bill gates, uh
got the new check for the week and i’m just feelin’ really good
how you sayin’ stuff about me but you never go up front
i know you always dissin’ but i never got no time for chumps
get all my energy, finna go crazy, the i go hit the folks, uh
vvs on my neck, finna go race and you so d-mn slow, uh
thanks to the fans who show they love
so many snakes, i cannot trust
do what i do, gotta bring myself up
‘cause i’m feelin’ so low gotta bring it all up

[verse 2: b.t.a.]
ballin’ out like kobe don’t you ever mess with my own fade
make the top for milli’s gotta feed my fam like everyday
mixed feels like the weather everyday
it’s just a brand new change
me and yung the youngest in the whole entire rapping game
too much in mind, gotta clear out my head
and my brain is d-mn rushing just like a d-mn train
on my two feet finna go get all the cheese
and i’m spitting too much and i’m going insane
finna go run up on all of these fakes
if you wanna be fake then just stay out my lane
you is a thot, and you is a thot
if you wanna go further finna shoot at your brain

part ii

[skit: forever young, tri-an pham , lisandro penaloza ]

aww

i feel like a vampire

look at you guys
so cute

bruh stop

what? stop what?

estupida

what? i would never post this

yes you would

go follow @ spam pham spam—
ric? rice? with a 3—

are you—

ack
i hit myself

i thought you were live. are you live?

no, no. i’m not live. this is– this is a re– live recording though

- forever young lyrics

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