Lyrics:
Intro: CJ Fly
Yo yo yo yo pros
Y'all try'na cypher right quick, what up bruh bruh bruh?
Hook: CJ Fly
I said, who wanna cypher in the room tonight?
and now them thangs done changed
Remember the ballers
Remember the shot callers
Remember the times your homies
Were riding around in them 7-7-9 Impalas
Your
talkin' about a measly nine shots
Yeah I'm chopper happy and my wrist loose
Call me Goldie, I'll smack your b*tch too
[Verse 7: Lil Wayne]
Five oh four
rush
And as if all that wasn't enough
Mommy's seven months heavy with birth
As, Daddy grunts and cursed drunk nothings in her bloodied ear
rush
And as if all that wasn't enough
Mommy's seven months heavy with birth
As, Daddy grunts and cursed drunk nothings in her bloodied ear
think of when
My mom and I immigrated to America
I was almost 7 at the time, born in Havana
Cuba my papá is puro Mexicano
And we lived back and
Forth
In came the animals six by six
The elephant laughed at the monkey's tricks
In came the animals seven by seven
Giraffes and the camels looking up
time with decisions that I’m late with
I
Definitely know by managers I’m hated on
I’m making records in my room
Where there’s not much room for wrecking
open 24/7, bitch we don't close
Graveyard
No gloves on, my hands was so cold
Black shit, black gun
Black Giuseppe's in a black whip
Black tape,
was eight o'clock, done faced the pop, I need a freeze cup
Bet by nine p.m., I rolled again, I got a skeez comin
Still postin' that ten from years ago,
three, four, five, six, seven, eight,
Nine, dek, el,
Doh. Dek and el being two entirely new signs
Meaning ten and
Eleven. Single digits! And his
You think your suddenly appearance takes away my pride
I got a bag full o' cash with shooters by my side
I work around the clock you workin' 9 to 5
I'm a nightmare just like Freddy, 9-7-Hov, I feel like Benny (Hov)[02:14.35]Heard ya diss, that shit was trash, and tell your man, rest in piss (who I'm
eleven homies rollin' by my side (Rollin' by my side)
From my room across the globe, now it's our time to shine (Our time to shine)
Issa cold world (Ice),
came from yola
Must I tell you every time
I never get no sleep
I keep that paper on my mind
Verse:
Selling dope , 24-7
yes you know
We in and out
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
to God if you touch it
Keep it funky if I flex they gone be upset, cuz everybody can't come up here
I could give you 7 out this hot 9 or I could drop
When your time is up, dawg you history
Like a hieroglyph, every 24/7 on survival shit
If you floss flagging niggas kill you on some rider shit
Know
by the end of the year
And I still gotta deal with the 5-0
And I stopped sellin' dope in 9-0
But if I came to it
I probably still do it
Put
fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced, I felt that fifth all on yo waist
And you know
Heat rooms like a thermometer
Two-forty
I've gotta go, yeah you've got me feelin' low
24/7, Now we're stealin' the show
I'd rather back it up and take it slow
I wanna take it slow, I gotta
How do you do?
Feeling alright, just here to tell you I'm fine
I'm in the room and yet you act like you don't mind
24/7 you're constantly stuck in
shook pikachus
And tulips from time to time
We see each other 24/7
Every meal, we eat together
Finals week? what’s that?
We just take 12 hour naps
I
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