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Yeah, I hang with Souljas, all them niggas throwing big b's
If I want the joint hot, nigga, burn the grabba leaf
Just drank four lines of lean, got me
I was staring at you eating saltines when I realized
if we make it to tomorrow then we've pulled off our greatest heist yet
it's seven weeks and one
lost that brain
On Vacation
Weak in the chain
No Replacing
You second to winning
You Clay Aiken
To One Hunnit I'm the Man
You ain't tryn'a do the math
cover with fiends
What you know bout sardines Toast and government cheese
If I load up the Glock then I'm letting it squeeze
I still can't believe that
long til' the clock strike twelve
One mo' then I'm out of the front door
On a mission like a waffle house cooked for the 24/7
Man, I'm just trying
Bitch, I'm tricky
SSX
I'm goin' crazy, boy, records gettin' set
Bitch, I'm tricky
Takin' bets
Seven billion to one that I'ma break under the stress
Yeah
MTNMN
Let's go
Never settle till its after seven
And the headache comes and we miss our beds and
The light comes in I think Ethans dead and
I
Never come in second, make the most of your seconds, they so precious
'Cause if we could buy time, every store would sell it
And I never leave my grind,
never gave my heart
Its chance to roam
I could have been a sailor
And sailed the seven seas
The wind in my face all day
Can you taste the salty
a rainy day fund good for if it never rains
God bless the American Dream
Slide a few dollars in the slot machine
And pray tonight's the night them sevens
stop
You know I'm not gonna stop
Percocets and Opioids are the only things I'm thinking of
If I can't have them I waste my time by smoking pod
By
See if we can kill your amnesia by the time I leave
All mommies I harbor for vouch for me
Tell 'em bout the time all your mommas couch mommy
All
around
I know that I want you the second time
If we could kiss just for a second
A second time around your heart I'll wrap my arms and you'll find
Romance
no camera's, forget a quote
Some of my family doing good, most doing dope
I from Virginia where they hang the niggas by rope
I used to see my momma
on streets of gold
Sipping that old No. 7 with my grandpa that I never got to know
And when the night falls, girl if there's such a thing
I'll be holding you
Redemption if ya wanna be forgiven
I can't denya' God is my provida'
He's my advisa' imma be wisa'
Walkin by faith reachin outsidas'
Come and get a taste
They be like "WHO'S THIS?"
Got it if I want it
If you see me then I'm flaunting
They be like "WHO'S THIS?"
UUGH
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See my shit is universal, if you got knowledge of dolo
Of delf for self, see there's no one else
Who can drop it on the angle, acute at that
So, do
gas station carts off the BP on 7th Street
Now I'm chiefing pressure on the regular, like I'm running the trap
Got so much on my mind like Abe Lincoln
I'm going back to 505
If it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive
In my imagination you're waitin', lyin' on your side
With your
tryna be what they can't be
Chill under canopies
Weather my storms then hop on the phantom breeze
Tryna travel the seven seas before my decade three
I
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
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
March me down to the seven seas
Bury me with a ruby ring
Kiss me baby on an Easter Sunday day
Make my haze blow away
I said blow away
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