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Rexx Life Raj

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Forever Lit Lyrics - Rexx Life Raj

[Verse 1: Rexx Life Raj] 

 

Still [?] on niggas I'm [?] again 

Back on my fuck everybody again 

'Cause they don't give you your credit when your credit is due 

But the hate come with it that's inevitable 

I'm very reputable 

Big, black, dread-headed and professional 

Still barely accessible, I'm tucked off 

Y'all been sleeping on me and tucked in 

On my way to the gold, The Adventures of Huck Finn (whoa) 

You fuck niggas won't rain on my rain 

I'm the nigga with the leverage I'll cut the supply chain (yeah) 

My ambitions are as big as my frame 

Changing lives with shit from my brain (yeah) 

That's telepathy, give a lil' game but the sauce sold seperately 

Very old recipe 

Never gotta lie when the truth is your specialty 

1 hunnid and I put that on everything 

 

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[Chorus: Rexx Life Raj] 

 

All my life I told myself I'd be this 

Now I'm here I know they hate to see this 

But it's too late to throw your shade 

It's too late to sing your hate 

You won't rain on my parade 

Because I'm forever lit 

(Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah) 

(Yeah yeah yeah) 

I'm forever lit 

(Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah) 

(Yeah yeah yeah) 

I'm forever lit 

 

[Verse 2: G-Eazy] 

 

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I'm forever lit, you never lit 

Every day I'm dripping sauce, eggs benedict 

I only lift a finger if I benefit 

I need profit, I need hell-of-it, my footprint bigger than a elephant 

To walk in my shoes, you like a clown 

You walk with the weight of a ant, don't hear a sound 

And we don't see you, that's 'cause we don't be looking down 

And I'm the rarest civilian they ever found 

I knew it all since Willard 

A father figure sonning y'all watch you all get Ben Stillered 

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