Lyrics of 'Forever Chimes' by Mati (EUA)

This feel like forever
But 'cause we all get old
I will never trip
And I will never fold
Body like a goddess
It’s some shit I'm on
I won’t say she perfect
But she turn me on

Multi-tasking all the baggage
I been done wit all the cappin'
Like I'm savage
And it’s 21 lil bad habits
I'm used to grabbin' my weight

Ain't no chicken on my plate
And I was diggin' for a steak
I’ll trade it all away for stakes
I get a flight, I'm on the way

Ain't no structure
When we havin' too much fun
It been months
I put babies in her stomach
That’s for fun, that’s for fun

And that Casamigos raise the temperature
Became a friend of her
Oh, she like a snack
I turn that baby into Lunchables

Make a pit stop to her house (yee eee eee)
I stuffed roaches right in her couch (yuh)
I like aqua right in her mouth
Man that pussy I can’t turn down

This feel like forever
But 'cause we all get old
I will never trip
And I will never fold
Body like a goddess
It’s some shit I'm on
I won’t say she perfect
But she turn me on

This feel like forever
But 'cause we all get old
I will never trip
And I will never fold
Body like a goddess
It’s some shit I'm on
I won’t say she perfect
But she turn me on

This that 2030 sound
This that get a label deal
Ah, ah, ah
I prolly turn it down
I know pussy make the world go round
You broke you sellin' pound for pound
Government still dressed like clowns
But we the ones that run the town
Not like a pitcher I don’t stand on mounds
In any picture I been standing out
When she bend it hear that crackle sound
Love when she speak
Not what she out of bounds
I keep her close just like the lost and found

Most of y’all is clockwork
Don’t know how the odds work
Thankful when it’s God's turn
Sequel what you relearn
Love is what you seek first
Shakin' like a seizure
Life tell you what you deserve
Really gotta see first

No, I'm not a player
Baby let me grab the wheel
If I touch your heart
Then I can tell what you feel
Exchanging conversations baby
I don’t know the deal
Love you in that kitchen
Baby cook me up a meal

I'm like a (yuh, yuh, aye)
I'm like a teacher in a garden
And I got seeds that grow apart
And I'm a product of the ones
Who got way too much to say (hey)

I don’t got too much to waste
I recycled up my fate
It’s like trickle-down effect
When they turn into two-face
It’s like butterfly effect
When the truth come through the praise
Even if they broke my legs
I’ll be runnin' at my pace