Forever Ready/Band on a Bible - Jazz Cartier

I was in the chicken spot, around my way, me and my boys, just hustlin',

when I heard «The Real Love Remix».

It was buzzin', oh shit, so yeah,

we was buzzin' though, it ain’t nothin', you know what I’m sayin'?

I don’t really be trippin' off that, you know?

A lot of my peoples is with me,

my peoples havin' a good time.

My mom’s is ight, my daughter ight, so I’m good,

I don’t, fane, you know what I’m sayin'?

I leave that alone, you know?

Cuz that’s, that’s when the eagle’s startin' in

Exactly, exactly

Uh

The feds try to catch me on the run, I don’t stop and go

Sick of telling niggas I’m the shit, I just drop a load

Music couldn’t make a nigga rich, I was choppin' blow

Cuttin' every corner for a dollar when the stock was low

Every time I pull up with the clique, see a flock of hoes

Get some private time with your chick, tell her lock the door

Know you see me walking with this ho, why you knocking for?

Is you with the opps?

Why the fuck you cock-blocking for?

Don’t think I’mma ask if you with her or not

I’ll assume that’s your bitch cause you with her a lot

I’m always too high to consider a lot

I’m the Biggie in my city, I’ve been Ready to Die

Had to check my last plug, so he sold me a chicken

He a paranoid mind, wouldn’t give me his digits

So I had to get his contacts through one of my bitches

He wanted pussy and she wanted the business

'Cuzzi

You, you definitely, the heavy weight contender for the east coast

Yeah

You know, we, we drawin' you out there.

It’s like…

It’s all good

You know

I can take the weight, you know what I’m sayin'?

I’m never losing service on the block, cause I call the shots

Running up my minutes with your shit, cause you talk a lot

Niggas don’t need you anymore, you’s a pocket watch

Remind me why we should give a fuck, cause we all forgot

My bank account’s looking rather pleasant

I been that nigga ever since an adolescent

Since fifteen, I’ve been running out of blessings

And now you fuck niggas running out of seconds

I’m talking 'bout

Every day, lead a nigga on, make him think he could

Someone said your man stands a chance, I don’t think he stood

Brain making way more promises than Pinky could

Taking over the world, I know you niggas wish you could

Niggas always cracking under pressure, I don’t ever break

Can’t say I’m flowing anymore, I just levitate

Niggas like «you can go to sleep when you second place»

But when we second place, we don’t celebrate…

Nah

I can take the weight, you know what I’m sayin'?

Because, I left it that way,

you know what I’m sayin'?

Ha ha

Ain’t no front with me, I keeps it real, you know?

Whatever y’all wanna hear,

y’all gon' hear it from me, cuz I, I don’t bite my tongue for no one,

you know what I’m sayin'?

I’m a real one, whenever, bring it

Me, my niggas and the money

Pussy ain’t nothing

I can get it when I want it

Right now, I don’t want it

Right now, I want the money

Walk in the bank

I tell the bank teller «bust it open»

The bank teller see my bank statements

I ain’t gotta say a word and she bust it open

My bitch got a burner… all we do is point and shoot

I tell em «do em how you do it baby»

And if a nigga lay his hands on you, never hesitate

Do him how you do it baby

Bands… a nigga only want bands

I put a band in my bible, and I pray for more bands

God damn

I used to lose sleep over money but

Now a nigga ballin' now

Thousand dollar dinners with my niggas cause we balling now

All my niggas balling now

All my niggas balling now

I only want these bands baby, don’t you hear them calling out

Don’t you hear them calling out

Don’t you hear them calling out

Only want these bands baby, don’t you hear them calling out