Forever - Nik $ix

So much on my mind dog can’t even write it all

So much on my mind dog I can’t even fucking talk

Stressing thinking how to get my music on that shitty blog

Just to help me raise my numbers up to paid

I spend what I get that’s how I make it through the day

Truly blessed to make it out of slums but my Momma pray

Son moving places hope she doesn’t see me sprayed

'Cause some broke opps, tried to take when I own now

Hate on my own block, I can’t even stop stressing

Will I make to the heaven I’m just asking questions

Tryna see my future but it’s full of lessons

Hanging with the wrong crowd with some loaded weapons

Hitting licks robbing shit stealing German engines

Wondering will this be last studio session

I might end my own shit due depression

I might end my own shit due depression

Forever on my mind and forever on my grind

I been stressing dog yeah I’m running out of time

Just tell them people if they ask that I made it out

Believed in myself since the start never had a doubt

Did music for the love not some stupid fucking clout

Whisper in this mic but them words really fucking shout

Finishing this verse with a cig in my mouth

Put it out and start recording with a smell of death

Forever on my mind girl riding to the death

Forever on my mind girl we riding to the end

Forever on my mind girl you’re my better half

Forever on my mind girl you’re my only friend