Lyrics:
a Yungsta, I roll without a license
My dogs is triflin, homie you can bite when
First one in the hood on the block with the ice rims
My seats be piped out, TVs
what you sayin'
Bring a couple buddies wit you, girl we ain't playin'
Baby must miss read me, cause she miss lead me
Has some niggas come by later
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
body girl it do something to me
Telling me you freaky girl you gonna have to prove it
24/7 on my phone looking stupid
When it comes to you make mind feel
me dog I don't think that I do
I really ain't fucking with your attitude I'm like why the fuck you come through
You brought nothing to the table
20-story building That's gonna hurt as I backed the fuck off
Friends who came for me still racked the fuck off
I be breathing 24/7 yet I'm dead inside 24/7
24/7
We running the level but still they got nothin on me
Bish i aint playin
Im feelin the way anytime that you grab on the nip
I like the way that
teeth, I cant even use a toothpick
6. Shout out JME, cos he helped a brudda move in
7. To the big city, I was homeless, I was screwing
8. But he believed
Packers
24-7, all night, like 7-11
And when I die I don't know if I'll ever see heaven
Now I done seen sinners, sold coke to beginners
And blowed
fuck I hate to win if I play
This game ain't no joke, how can I be broke
When I on the streets 24-7 and mo'
I wamp stack in ? by spittin' it real,
a 7 out of 10
Although there are many nice people in there, the minority of groups cancel those out
It is about 10 minutes from the city and 5 minutes
she sent me, and I cried for weeks
This what came out when I tried to speak - all I heard was
Time goes by, puffin on lye
Hopin' that it gets me
over, Coroner come roll him over
And I don't just look real, this crook deals coke
Only thing whiter dog is Brook Shields
Harlem, holla back, how
a mansion for my mother.
The 24/7, the cool-Aid smile,
Say, "Hey, crack a lemon and look at my pile."
[Chorus]
Come on.
Now you know just who I am
See, everything you say is real, and I respect you 'cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like
rental
Trap, trap dab when I'm on the revenue (trap, trap dab)
Cooking a brick and remix it with the dog food
Diamond brick come with a note on it,
A-B-C[01:17.88]Delusional[01:18.97]Truth of the matter pretty nigga like me is at the top of the ladder 24/7[01:23.48]Like I always tell em[01:24.80]Make it drip so hard when you take her
got the Brains
Big dog shit I should call myself Roman reigns
Sit by myself in my humble abode
Accepting that this is just the life I know
Yeah I should
the fares went up at seven
She is somewhere in the city, somewhere watching television
Watching people being stupid, doing things she can't believe in
the god of hell
When I get out of this port-o-potty
In exactly 32 seconds
32
31
30, 29, 28, 27, 26
(Twenty Seven)
25, 24
(Twenty Four)
23, 22, 21
(Twenty)
take it
Grab a player hater by the neck
Choke him out and try to break it
Give me your money
Drop them keys
It's a jack move bitch
And since you
a motherfuckin' brother contemplate betrayal
Catch me while I'm sleepin' it ain't happenin'
I'm up 24/7 writin' syllabels, you blacked out, I'm rippin raps
Feelin'
heads and, runnin' duckin' Feds and (what)
Rocks under they tongues and, keys under they beds and
Hood full of real niggas, 24/7 hustlers
(Ugh) until
heads and, runnin' duckin' Feds and (what)
Rocks under they tongues and, keys under they beds and
Hood full of real niggas, 24/7 hustlers
(Ugh) until
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