Forever Franchise

[Intro]
Enrgy made this one
Forever rollin'
Forever franchise, franchise forever
Still flawless, still serious

[Verse]
I ain't had no problem 'bout myself, that shit cool
I remember you tried to hoe me, now I'm richer than ol' dude
Bitch I'm richer than yo daddy, I can buy yo whole family
2021 S-class, nigga a G-Wagon
And the crib copped 300K, just me and my drac'
I bought a case but it's cool, I threw my lawyer 20K
Niggas broke and landed on money comin' fame
I let them do that shit to what's her name, but I ain't said a thing
I like rose gold Cubans, not them cheap ass chains
I don't care bout my own bitch, I'm married to the game
I don't care bout my own bitch, I really love to dream
Young as hell, real fraudulent and he turned millionaire
And them bags I like shoes, told her come and buy a pair
Look at me and see a glare, pourin' props but never share
I left the hoe alone and made five million in two years
I know you old as hell today, prolly had to sign two deals
They said ain't no drank, while I'm at home with twenty syrup
Let my lil nigga come get you, just for that he get a deal
I'm in L.A. in a Maybach, 'bout to pop another pill
I'm so high just made another M, this shit ain't feelin' real
She just gave me head, but knowing ho' she prolly kiss and tell
You gon' take her to amusement parks, along a ferris wheel
I prolly hit and seen her friend, like "Oh shit, I might as well"
Me and gang got to eat, double parked the AMG
Choppa with me big as hell, it's like the same size as King
I'm a millionaire you broke, me and you is outta reach
I know some rich wild niggas, claiming same thing as me
All my woods big as hell, I don't want that nigga round me
Shit I feel like he'll tell, before I'm deep she gon' yell
I remember taking risk, when nothing put up for a bail
I swear to God I hate the police, hope they all burn in hell
I'm bouta go and buy another coupe, shit I'm rich like I hoop
Everybody here love me, lil grown but they shoot
Flawless rose gold grip , but yo can't afford it too
Yeah the banks hear me walking, but the phones got me juked
This the walk off; he hit the game winner, now it's off
Ask all my hoes, anytime they get the cold show
In the crib countin' money, ain't nobody comin' home
Two-hundred rounds on my lap, come in here I'll slump you over
It gotta be a dirt cup, she gotta have a real butt
I was only fifteen, putting act on my blunt
Private jet full of millionaires, no you can't come
Go and fuck a million niggas, imma make a billion bucks
I don't condone hitting women, but she just spilled my cup
I could quit for forty years—
I could quit for forty years, still won't

[Outro]
I'm really the king of this shit
I don't even know what to say
Forever, for life, forever franchise