Lyrics:
I pour that lean in the double-cup
4‚500 stuffed in my joggers
I got a lil' bitch in college we cuttin'
Up‚ she mix her Hennessy wit' the molly
If
We living through your dreams
Death before dishonor, cut by katana
Play while I lay, bathhouse Tijuana
Getting fucked by Lana, hoes in the sauna
Like
exercise!
So I'm-a get up in their mental.
I'm-a work 'em out over the instrumental!
Give 'em a criminal rhythm, the lyrical nympho!
Wanna see the wicked?
Cork, LN-Jesus Christ
They won't fool us once, they won't fool us twice
Shannon, Cork, LN-Jesus Christ
Ignore reports then they feed us lies
Shannon,
gettin' locked in (I'm gettin' locked in)
Bitter talks when I walk by, y'all need to stop it (Y'all need to stop it)
If I act, then I step
Ain't no opps
it out was strictly by gods grace
Good energy burning the sage
I refuse to be a slave earning minimum wage
So ima give em hell ima give em rage
Real
price
Learned how to mix and master my shit
I ain't gotta pay you if I can do it right
I, Put time in this thru the night
24/7 the stressing of my life
And it's sore from all ya messes
How can a king break by the peasants
Always believe in the seven cuz the way I shine off the heavens
Got big on faith
(no doubt)
I'm comin thorough like a pack of Life Savers
Ask Marley Marl who's the real Future Flavors
My technique I freak seven days a week
I'm
rhythm
Got niggas on the side
Whose bitin' ears
By spittin' negatism
I got my ninner
Off of safety
Ready to try it out
What made me do it
It was
raw shit
New Jay NiCE, Farmabeats
And this is DJ-I don't-give-a-fuck
Back in the mix dump Life, nigga
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9
10 hoes knocking at my
of my t.v. screen.
24-7, You wait for me.
Entertaining angels
By the time I fall to my knees.
Host of heaven, sing over me.
Entertaining angels
flirt
You come to praise not court wind up in a divorce
Number 6 live for Jesus not the praise
Cause if the praise stop you'll be a mess for days
Number 7
Hit the wood
Now tell me what you see
I see 2 real street niggas
Smoking out the P
Brody bought another glock
I just hit another fe
If you tryna get
pockets stay real deep
Cash keep fillin 'em
Triple 7-93-11, that's for Em and them
Any competition that's hot
To hell we sendin them
I'm known to get busy
me like wiper do windscreen
Touch grade seven a money me did a pree
Me ina business b4 me 15
Jus a show yuh seh ambition run ina me gene
Greatest
a zone playing P3
My nigga Shiest got that E.T.,
Got a nigga sleepy, yah
I used to coast down posts
Lookin' real nonchalant
This sale, off the Audemar
You
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
With no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
Wit no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
Wit no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
Smoke good weed and we vibe out
Seven, eight to the seven, one
We put in work and we ride out
Got rippers here got killers here
There ain't really any
made to walk with a real person
And His Name is Jesus
His Name is Jesus
This is 24/7 heaven living in me
I got Jesus in my heart and He wants to be seen
They say that a nigga it
But nawl I ain't on no clown shit
Nawl I'm Purp by the pound bitch
I'm the king so where is my crown at
These people in
and greed keep the people in need
from getting what's rightfully theirs
Cheating, stealin and double dealing
as they exploit the peoples fears
Now, Dow Jones
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