Lyrics:
my way
Come my way
Come my way
Baby
All you see is Mack. 10s, and 11s
Ar-15 15
Make a nigga count to 7
Please come with me
I am off a perk 11
I fly
beat up the block (Skrrt)
Due to force, he get met by the Glock
When he open the door, right after the knock
Audi A7, pull up when it's chopped
I be
Sometimes I wonder if he's still alive
Ol' Willie he gave up his wife and children
Just to satisfy your fourteen carat mind
Layin' by these railroad
finna end up either dead or in jail
They tryna come up out the hood hittin' licks (Hittin' licks)
If a sucka wanna test then he made a mistake
I'm finna
kill
He better do it with his chest
That pressure bust pipes it get real
From dat seven
We tote Mac 11s
Big steppers gone slide like a sandal
Tell boy he
thumbs in between my clasped hands
7 up with the prayers up
Birthing ideas naturally while preventing death with unfinished sentences in a sippy cup
If
Whuoa
Eh
Oh Word
Scurrrrrrr
1,2,3,4,5,6,7
8,9,10 don't fuck with 12 I'm at 11
13 bad bitches feel like Im in heaven
Countin' up them bands like I'm
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
and ride around
I wanna be all on my own
I just wanna be left alone
No nobody call my phone
I got plays I'm in my zone
I just wanna turn up by myself
I just
at a reasonable hour
Early to bed, early to rock
Lay down my head by 11 o'clock
Some folks they said that I'm a square
But I'm such an early rocker that I just
dues
Smokin' on Porunga, make your wishes come true
Boy i make ya bitch wet, you make her dry as Jakku
Twenty four seven im up, twenty four seven im up
Hey
Yeah
Yuhp
Hey
Yeah
Yuhp
7 years later I heard I ain't working
4 hours later I'm already better
On 11:11 I'm wishing for closure
A new way
street exit
I pull up my truck, I'm stopping my soul
Stop at the 7-11, talking shit on my phone
Hustler by nature (nature), buster by choice
I'm
7/ 10/19 - ABSOLUTE FINAL - REVISED PER POST PRODUCTION
Set: White House / Oval Office - President Roosevelt behind his desk; music plays
front of that hoe
There ain't no game when the Mac go bang
Rob dice game and crack cocaine
Set a nigga up, then go hit the stain
11 Tre 7 that's Kream
so I could go to the 7-11 to eat
And he was like, "you idiot why are you stealing, just ask me bro,"
And I was supposed to get a job, I was
every time they get touched
Sammy on the play, make a run, than slid up
One pound two pound three pounds four
All it takes is seven pounds of pressure for
From the stump of Jesse a shoot will come up (Isaiah 11:1)
From Zion will come The Deliverer (Romans 11:26)
Since the very beginning
Satan decided
grabbing on my celly
So that we can turn it up like an old school Tele
And never come down with it
Drinking liquor that'll make you wanna drown in it
Gettin'
Or you'll have to pick it up by 11
Wait a minute I got a meeting at 6
I can't pick it up by 7-ish
Therefore I must pick wait until tomorrow
Go to my man
beat up the block
Yeah, until they listening would as my rock
I'm focused got my head in
Rolexes and 11's
Stay grinding ain't that paper chase
pack of bud, 11 wrastlin tickets, 10 of copenhagen, 9 years probation,8 table dancers
7 packs of red man, 6 cans of spam, 5 flannel shirts, 4 big mud
tired by then, so I take a nap
Tick tock, tick tock, the clock is ticking
OK, now it's 7 a.m
I get my clothes
I get in the car
My mom's sweet enough
It's just waitng for you.
'Come on
7,8, 9, 10, 11
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