| Song | Ever Green |
| Artist | Everthe8 |
| Album | 8th the Human |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Тимур Бубеев | |
| 作曲 : Тимур Бубеев | |
| I was at the station, waitin for the bus, | |
| Skinny lil Asian, in the middle of the fuss. | |
| I ****ed and fingered all their songs, | |
| When I’m done the beat, | |
| I made em wait for too long, | |
| when I start to speak. | |
| I came from the street, | |
| I came for the cake, | |
| I came with my clique, | |
| We came for the fame. | |
| Ever eight, | |
| is the one who funk the fate. | |
| I go big today | |
| or I go big someday, | |
| Anyway. | |
| Remember me? | |
| Empty stomach, dirty feet, | |
| Now | |
| Fortune jumping | |
| on my lucky dick, | |
| Who can predict this? | |
| I remember when I write the songs | |
| in lil wooden house, | |
| Addicted to auto tune and 808, | |
| That was a sick shit. | |
| Ever green, I’m in the green, | |
| ever struggling, | |
| Ever since a kid, | |
| I was supposed to be | |
| extra hustling. | |
| Truthfully, I don’t know what’s next, | |
| But I’ll do my best, | |
| I don’t know what’s next | |
| But I make it last forever, |
| zuo ci : | |
| zuo qu : | |
| I was at the station, waitin for the bus, | |
| Skinny lil Asian, in the middle of the fuss. | |
| I ed and fingered all their songs, | |
| When I' m done the beat, | |
| I made em wait for too long, | |
| when I start to speak. | |
| I came from the street, | |
| I came for the cake, | |
| I came with my clique, | |
| We came for the fame. | |
| Ever eight, | |
| is the one who funk the fate. | |
| I go big today | |
| or I go big someday, | |
| Anyway. | |
| Remember me? | |
| Empty stomach, dirty feet, | |
| Now | |
| Fortune jumping | |
| on my lucky dick, | |
| Who can predict this? | |
| I remember when I write the songs | |
| in lil wooden house, | |
| Addicted to auto tune and 808, | |
| That was a sick shit. | |
| Ever green, I' m in the green, | |
| ever struggling, | |
| Ever since a kid, | |
| I was supposed to be | |
| extra hustling. | |
| Truthfully, I don' t know what' s next, | |
| But I' ll do my best, | |
| I don' t know what' s next | |
| But I make it last forever, |
| zuò cí : | |
| zuò qǔ : | |
| I was at the station, waitin for the bus, | |
| Skinny lil Asian, in the middle of the fuss. | |
| I ed and fingered all their songs, | |
| When I' m done the beat, | |
| I made em wait for too long, | |
| when I start to speak. | |
| I came from the street, | |
| I came for the cake, | |
| I came with my clique, | |
| We came for the fame. | |
| Ever eight, | |
| is the one who funk the fate. | |
| I go big today | |
| or I go big someday, | |
| Anyway. | |
| Remember me? | |
| Empty stomach, dirty feet, | |
| Now | |
| Fortune jumping | |
| on my lucky dick, | |
| Who can predict this? | |
| I remember when I write the songs | |
| in lil wooden house, | |
| Addicted to auto tune and 808, | |
| That was a sick shit. | |
| Ever green, I' m in the green, | |
| ever struggling, | |
| Ever since a kid, | |
| I was supposed to be | |
| extra hustling. | |
| Truthfully, I don' t know what' s next, | |
| But I' ll do my best, | |
| I don' t know what' s next | |
| But I make it last forever, |