Mckinley Dixon Tyler, Forever
[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?
