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permanent - asaad (saudi money) lyrics

[intro: asaad]
*sparks lighter*
27 lord!
gold peak sweet tea, n-gg-
(dp on the beat)

[hook: asaad]
white like the army that’s permanent
tats on my body that’s permanent
my name on your tongue and that’s permanent
young 27, that’s pertinent
white like the army that’s permanent
i just hit my prime and its permanent
get out of line and that’s permanent
rich forever b-tch, that’s permanent
white like the army that’s permanent
tats on my body that’s permanent
my name on your tongue and that’s permanent
young 27, that’s pertinent
white like the army that’s permanent
i just hit my prime and its permanent
get out of line and that’s permanent
rich forever b-tch, that’s permanent

[verse 1]
permanently i’m expired
evidently n-gg-s swoon
i’m the lone wolf of this rap shit
this me howling at the moon
so much money under my mattress
n-gg-s even want my adlibs
to be that, n-gg-, takes practice
favourite line is b-tch i’m coming soon
my favourite beverage is burg beer
my b-tches bow me with a birkin
n-gg-s fold, see me smirkin’
i’ve done leveled up
no more lurkin’
smoking greater than i’ve ever did
resurrected roc tee from the dead
generation y are my kids
i’m the definition of what lonely is
i don’t do the friendly with the friendly friends (yeah)
permanently focused on benjamin’s
peculiar taste because all these n-gg-s is late (late, late)
bathtub agate, luxury loft, i need space
you n-gg-s was huffin’ them permanent markers
my n-gg-s was flippin’ them whips like they were car sellers
you actin’ like them then you are jealous
27, i could run the rocafella era, yeah

[verse 2: asaad]
got the grim reaper in my living room (yeah)
writin’ new shit just to sing it to him (yeah)
the mark he left on me is permanent
left the skull for me as an ornament
i’ve been winning like a tournament (yeah)
actin’ like i dont be knowin’ shit
the goal is get out
and get permanently rich (rich, rich)
set it in stone
get my people out the sticks (sticks, sticks)
i get be faded cause i never fade
long lasting gyals, this forever chase (yeah)
i don’t do no skinny’s
i’m rolling up plenty
my ricks they got golden rubbers in them
i got number nine another tub of rhythms
smoking that’s a temporary relief
so three dimensional, rose in the skull from the concrete
i ain’t f-ckin’ with you, you ain’t concrete
dp, my little n-gg- got the hottest beats

- asaad saudi money lyrics

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