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I meant to tell you that I want you to come over
But I'm losing track of time
Just pick the keys up where you left them from you staying on my mind
I

7-8 shit
Look
Shit get Michael Jackson bad
Hit the blunt and pass it back
Don't give me a chance
I could turn this shit to Acid Rap
Imma need like

Track Band News
Seven days a week always on my grind On a mission, yo what's in me is out of time
Even when it gets rough I'm still doing fine Life

[Start Track]
What's poppin yall,
This is to my ex.
Who fucking cheated on me,
At a fucking restaurant.
I will never forget him.

[Intro]
Why

Where the mind sits seem to be my pits of hell
Its been hard focusing on this life we want well

Suicide is on my mind seven twenty four
Not a day

to see sumn shake when I hit from the back
Grip her head put her face in my lap
I be the one
I need my hoe by the 2 threesome me you and you
Fox 45 I'ma

a blast
But all I really wanna do Is let my seats feel your ass
Caress the cushions in my backseat, have you sweating hard
Like you just ran a track meet.

fresh to death, no casket
Earned my stripes feel like Carole Baskin
Flip on the track like I'm CB
Need a Big Play Shay like a TD, jump the route drop

a shift

Coz I wanna say I did it
Coz I wanna say I did it
Coz I wanna say I did it
Coz I wanna say I did it
Coz I wanna say I

I'm 24/7 plotting
From days

Still wake up
To get this grind
Meditate while I shower
Shine
That's where I get my power
Moisturize
Plus some Spritz from the rose water
Hair by Kham
So

fictitious wishes
Just hoping that I'm gon get it
Living inside of this box
Had the room spinning since seven o' clock
Got two minutes to make Betty a bop

switched the tracks where I was going on a train
And I'm wondering if I will ever feel like I'm okay
I can be going great but I've seen better days
24/7

they hardbody but that pussy be softer then fabric
Catch him lacking i ain't playing this shit go deeper than rapping
If you come by where I stay
We get

Mfs takin about 7/11
Better hit you point nigga

Cost to be the boss so I pay my dues
Come and take a walk in my size 41 shoes

Playing my role you

ain't selling nittys dreams

They got what I want
And I got what they need

My lizzys 1 to 3
The cats like my b

I'm steady by the beach
Dishing out sand

the sticks and them boys out there will bury you
That's that seven cities
Better check in when you stepin through
No suggestion horrendous henchmen with lethal

This that life or death, I fight the rest
The reaper standing over my chest
As I take my last breath, god bless
My ma she stood by my side so I'm

do is take off from here
Know what i'm saying
It's Miami Florida, Two C Five Seven, y'all know the vibes
We thriving not surviving, You dig
Filled with

Life getting so hectic who would've predicted
That shit would be this stressful
But I swear i'll work until I become a legend
Twenty-four seven like

I was
Blessed by the days
Spent on the up and up
Still on my own way
We only lightin up
Believe me when I say
You ain't take a hit yet
Soon there'll

phone na na na, they can't leave me alone na na na
Someone on a line let me call you right back, falling out of line let me get back on track
Bought a new

like a track meet
Most of you niggas is weird, this shit is crazy

I'm getting this shit by any means, fuck being lazy
High as fuck getting head, I think

Bump this in your neighborhood

Uh

Yay yay yeah

Uh..uh

This a public service announcement,

Brought to you by

Your good folks at AWHKN Records

sound
The sound of me, speaking to you
The sound of me, kissing on you
Huh, yea, it's true
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We skipping to 7 cause I know your from