Forever on Some Fly Shit - Nipsey Hussle

Forever on some fly shit

I’mma draw the line, you niggas pick who you gone ride with

Simple ass niggas happy because they fucked my side bitch

But she just mad at me cause she ain’t the one I ride with

Drop down and pick yo heart up off the floor girl

And quit tryna convince me that yo ass is not a ho, girl

Wonder why I’m not picking up my phone well

The last twelve months months I done traveled 'cross the whole world

And niggas hoping I’ma flop but, meanwhile I’ve been getting paid on every stop

Neighborhood nigga still good on every block

Still bust on any nigga acting like he can’t be shot, hol' up

I got an extra clip for the johnny still

Burner on my lap, only difference is the wheels

Murder is a fact when you out here in the field

Cause jealous niggas dealing with emotions only bitches feel

And nine times out of ten they just want a friend

But I’ve been real before rap so I won’t pretend

Tell em to they face all flaws all the flaws that I’m noticing

I’ve never fucked with your type and I won’t begin

And then its «oh we on this high horse»

But bottom line bitch nigga this is my horse

Never kill nothing you just wait on it to die first

But this gone be the season that you watch yo niggas fly north

Drop classic after classic

Streets on fire, soft rappers can’t match this

I ain’t doin features even if they got the cash

Me and Blacc Sam ballin out the shop on slauson ave look

There’s way more profit in these clothes

So I give away this music and make double back in shows I

360 myself then I exercise control

IHussle.com my digital Louis store

Tell 'em catch up now or find out later

I’m revenge in the form of success to all haters

Where a benz is a form of respect to spectators

And your friends keep it real for a sec then switch later

In this material world where a thought is contagious

And security is created cause niggas is less famous than

Most the time, they just in it for these hoes

So it’s fuckin up their lives once she sees there’s no control