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Immortal

Trippie Reddhuatong
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They don't know what it's like in this life to live forever

They don't know what it's like in this life to live forever

They don't know what it's like to be the man forever

Like they have these bands forever

They don't know what it's like to have this chance forever

They don't know what it's like to have this plan forever-ever (yeah)

I gotta get it man, I swear to God

Need this s**t forever, yeah

I gotta get it man, I swear to God, yeah

You don't know what it's like having these people watching you (watching you)

You don't know what it's like to feel like you got s**t to prove (s**t to prove)

You don't know what it's, you don't know what it's to move like this (like this)

I said, "You don't know how it is, you don't know how I live"

Got your b**h on my d**k, whole face full of kids

Whole face full of my kids, you don't know where I live

Yeah, you don't know where I live (uh)

Immortal, I'ma live forever

Immortal, I'ma live forever

Immortal, I'ma live forever, yeah

They don't know what it's like in this life to live forever

They don't know what it's like in this life to live forever

They don't know what it's like to be the man forever

Like they have these bands forever

They don't know what it's like to have this chance forever

They don't know what it's like to have this plan forever-ever (yeah)

I gotta get it man, I swear to God

Need this s**t forever, yeah

I gotta get it man, I swear to God, yeah

Hopping clouds in this Bentley

Three niggas want a problem, I go Trippie Redd with the semi

Red rags, we got plenty, n**a

In and out your block, we bust them shots

And we don't stop 'till blood splatter on our Fendi

F**k being friendly, n**a, I'm done with that

Every time I get a new whip, gotta p**a gun in that

It's when you die off in these streets, it ain't no coming back

Niggas kill me in my Rolls and bless my son with that

Niggas die young where I'm from

Mama's cry young where I'm from

Cops, we outrun

It's Westside Compton, bullets shoot, you don't make it out without one

Death or jail, that's the outcome

We smoke without lungs

If you 'bout some, don't fold when the drought come, n**a (drought come)

Find you a rapper with a Richard Millie on (Millie on)

Take his watch, hop in that rental and throw "A Milli" on ("A Milli" on)

To a n**a in the streets, it ain't nothing really wrong

Smoke weed, f**k bitches, rap and put your city on (your city on)

To a n**a in the streets, ain't nothing really wrong (really wrong)

Smoke weed, f**k bitches, rap and put your city on

They don't know what it's like in this life to live forever

They don't know what it's like in this life to live forever

They don't know what it's like to be the man forever

Like they have these bands forever

They don't know what it's like to have this chance forever

They don't know what it's like to have this plan forever-ever (yeah)

I gotta get it man, I swear to God

Need this s**t forever, yeah

I gotta get it man, I swear to God, yeah

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