Apache Chief - Here To Stay lyrics

I got, I got, I got

Fast women, slow bread,

Cold chillin, makin magic in an Upstate home stead

Got a bad bitch on my text line

Lookin for a life line like my dick studied pre-med

Alright girl, go ahead,

Feeling like an old mind in a young head

Instead, these hoe ass industry faggots

Wanna front like I ain't hotter than Lucifer’s forehead

I can treat her like an option, I could get head

But I’ma go plan b, I’ma get bread

Either one of them be crazy, either she gon want a baby

Or them boys is gon be ringing at my door bell

So I treat her like oh well

Said fuck a pussy and I left her in the hotel

Gotta hit the city street, you can feel it's heart beat

Water full of sharks, preyin on the weak

Could give a fuck bout what you say

They'll never take my soul away

Could give a fuck about what you say

Go tell them boys I’m here to stay


Now tell me what I’m gonna do

Everybody got opinons bout what I’m gonna do

Mom’s trippin, girl's trippin, I’m the hungriest dude

I ain’t worry bout a deal, I’m just tryna improve

I ain’t worry bout appeal, I just do what it do

If I don’t like it, I don’t write it, I don’t shit on my food

If I don’t like it I don’t wear it, homie worry bout you

This dick ain't finna suck itself bitch, what you tryin to do?


Could give a fuck about what you say

They'll never take my soul away

Could give a fuck about what you say

Go tell them boys I’m here to stay.






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