Lyrics:
Happy when the daylight comes creeping
Heralding the dawn
Sleeping when it's raining
And sleeping when it's fine
Trains travelling
By above
That's how it goes,
You wanna get that dough.
I'm making it but I'm still hungry,
But whatever it takes I gotta go get this money.
When I first
workin'
Now look who's hurtin'
For a chance to be with me, you
On second thought, don't drop by
Think it'd be a waste of time
Remember you wasn't diggin' me
eye on the gold and I might be double oh seven
Yo I'm ridin, slidin thru clean like my credit
They say they big timin but they ain't countin the seconds
Oh, it's a cold world
Don't let yourself be corrupted!
Be yourself! Life's second hand smoke!
Huh, life's second hand smoke, thoughts of being
Yeah play times over mutha phuckaz
Spice 1's defiantly in muthafuckin' effect.
You know what I'm saying?
Bringing it to all you bitch ass
we givin y'all five seconds to get close to a exit
It's about to get real ugly in here
Five seconds is up, let's go!
Throw the hands up (uh, uh,
And I see the people ratin them
Man as a class act
Fam I ain't gonna lie but I start to get mad
So I need to calm it all down
Give me a second just
your bloodstream
We're seven seconds, we're seven seconds from Babylon
And who are the heroes today? Doctors, nurses, shop workers underpaid
Salute
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
1-2-3 counting down the seconds like they’re all we need
we’re not the people that we used to be
so maybe it’s worth a try
to let you be with another guy
on these hoes
See these broads want stars
Big dicks down in the drows
Seven days a week seven brand new cars
Yeah I done it parkin' GS 300
Check us
the rain
And the way she called my name
I've lived those seven days a thousand times
Those seven days a thousand
Time was like the tide, it came and went
One, two ; watch out for the man in blue
Three, four; I keep it raw and hardcore
Five, six; you're beating us with nightsticks
Seven, eight; I'm forced
enemies that's RIP only tactic
But if by chance we kill each other our souls'll go at it
See I'm doggin' the triple six it's death bt the sword
I told satan
96.7 was playing a song called animals by Martin Garrix it was amazing
He told his mom to turn it up that nigga was going crazy
And when the song was
gang they actors and shit
Call up my shooters get active real quick caught me a case but still toatin it
Fucked her all crazy she soakin and shit her
the pressure
Like if I don't get it, I might end up next to him
I'ma take the dice and I'ma roll a 7
Seven, seven, seven, 7-11 it's 911 getting called around
of the Imperium assembled before the towering cyclopean walls of ancient Gul-Kothoth. It was some time before the billowing dust cloud raised by the massed arrival
not learning my lesson
Why do you forgive me time and again
I don't know
I'm living in sin but still counting my blessings and I don't get it
I don't
you believe this?)
(He did it a second time)
(Wow)But wait a second
Now I see some faces in the audience still aren't convinced
I've prepared a back up
cross her up like I'm Kyrie Irving
And then she told me she was hungry but it's only D that I'm serving
And then she fouled out but I still hit 3 point
plate
They still wanna eat some food
Smoking gelato in the whip
Like I'm well protected
Sometime I don't think
Let me take a second
It's like I'm going
plate
They still wanna eat some food
Smoking gelato in the whip
Like I'm well protected
Sometime I don't think
Let me take a second
It's like I'm going
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