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letra de forever on go - saint b

[sample: ann christy]
mijn lijf doet zeer (my body hurts)
waarom moet ik dat dragen (why do i have to wear that?)
mijn lijf doet zeer (my body hurts)
de pijn versmoort mijn vragen (the pain drowns out my questions)
mijn lijf doet zeer (my body hurts)

[intro: saint b]
woo
woo
woo
wooooo
ah (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
woo
woo
woo
wooooo
ah (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)

[hook: saint b]
my life so dramatic
got a brand new b-tch inside of my whip
i hit that’s automatic (automatic)
she flip like acrobatic (acrobatic)
we on the low, don’t speak about that
because it’s problematic (problematic)
could never be wrong, i’m always right
no left, no democratic (phwoo)
we ain’t cut from the same cloth
i’m cut from rocks, you cut from fabric
homie don’t want no static (no)
i keep my secrets in the attic
blood on the rug was so traumatic
through my lens that sh-t was tragic
all of your shooters gon’ pump fake
b-tch i call them goran dragic
[ad-lib: saint b]
ah (ah, ah, ah)

[verse 1: saint b]
ah (ah, ah, ah)
let’s go (go, go, go)
you know i’m forever on go (go, go, go)
got off of that “lonely road”
now i’m comfortable being alone (lone, lone, lone)
i’m sick of taking advice, from someone below me
so lower your tone (tone, tone, tone)
there’s a reason i do what you don’t
mothaf-ckas really call me the g.o.a.t
you the type to take a bump of the blow
i’m the type to bring ya girl back home
theta party couple months ago
hit ‘em up and leave the blood in the sno-o-ow

[break: saint b]
y’all can’t f-ck with somebody like me
cuz i be with the crow (crow, crow, crow)
feel like all them “birds in the trap”
i don’t “pick up the phone”
uh

[verse 2: saint b]
i let it rock until my death (death, death, death)
this my anthem, turn it up
like i don’t care if i go deaf (deaf, deaf, deaf)
my homie t gon’ t me up
and i ain’t talkin’ ‘bout the ref (ref, ref, ref)
i got some asthma in my music
way it take away yo breath (breath, breath, breath)
get back to the basics
remembering when i walked the dotted-line
now i do races (phoo, phoo, phoo)
i’m up and i’m out the “the matrix” (uh, uh, uh, uh)
too hard to find somebody like me that’s lit
and not complacent (nah, nah, nah, nah)
shawty thought she too cool for me
but i ain’t lyin’ when i’m sayin’

ah (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)

- saint b

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