Lyrics:
a rocket Now I'm trying to get that starship
Yeah, seven digits in the bank To me ain't nothing popping
But them sixes and them franks Couple bottles while
and the next man’s great grandson. I don’t worry about the next man, strangers don’t control me. I roll by myself everywhere I go but the Blur is never lonely.
Niggas be faker than bitches
Bitches be thanking
Tha plastic surgery
Made it up outta my hood
But still go bacc to my hood
For the currency
24/7
We servin
that must be her sister
That must be her sister, right?
They go into the 7-11 and I keep walking
Going over to Susan's house
Going over to Susan's
you know
I just copped a MPC60 from Japan
As I'm rappin' through this SM7 that's in my hand
Got a quarter-pound of buddha, I'm smokin' it by
you take the whole of time represented by one year
But only in the first few moments of the 1st of January
It's a long way to go
And no, we're not
zapped like Raichu
You must think I like you, bitch
I ain't nothing like you
Drive by, drive-thru, I'on really like you
Five, seven, five fuckers dead
bar-code is divided into two parts by three markers
And those three markers are always represented by the number six
'6 6 6'
And what does it say?
No one
the headlines, stay high
Twenty-four seven, lali out with the red eyes
You must be stone crazy
You must be stone crazy
You must be stone crazy
You
keep dem pockets chunky
Can't be broke and happy, gotta go and make dat mad money, lil nigga
All Day (All Day)
All Night (All Night)
24/7 Gotta Get It
between the blinds
I lie there in a stupor
I hear a thud, and then a flush
Guess it must be the neighbors
I blink my eyes, I laugh inside
Imagine
Grind don't stop my guy (O lo Lo)
Sunday 2 sunday aaa
24/7 on the go
Life cannot hold me hostage
Man's about to go on rampage
Anyhow e be we go run
Without it
The curfew's set for eight
Will it ever all be straight
I doubt it
7 jealous fools playing by her rules
Can't believe her
He feels so in
all across the land
There's no need to argue
Parents just don't understand
"parents" 24 lines, 734 characters.
I remember one year
My mom took me
out
You're looking like you don't wanna go home
Well I know a place where we can go
Hell I can see it from here
Yeah, just past that pier
The ocean is
wanna live on vasa
I want steady credit Alerts oh
24 7 On my grind I want to Secure the bag oh
24 7 I Dey grind I want to make Mama proud oh
247 On my
no frontin'
Choices need to be made on the 7th
A catch 22 in my midst, 'cause either way I'm fucked
Go to trial where I'll probably lose, or take my
nigga but still
I wicked like Amityville
The best
The nine
Correct
Burn
Now it's your turn
You must learn
Misery niggas the craze like 24 gang niggas
all across the land
There's no need to argue
Parents just don't understand
"Parents" 24 lines, 734 characters.
I remember one year
My mom took me
the sleep out of my eyes
B Bsus4 G#m C#m C#m7 C#m7/F#
Wishing I'd go back to sleeping
By michael mcdonald
You say sometimes you feel like searchin'
For what you think you need
If you go searchin' for life's reward
You'll wind up
days, 24-7, I'm bout my riches, see money is a must,
Everything is a plus, including weed & bitchez.
It went from $18.5 a key, not $18.5 fo' me seeing P
got a prom picture in her key-chain
I told her, "Look
This ain't high school no more"
And I'm tryna fuck, we ain't cool no more
Some niggas go bald just
생각해 맨날
How to fuckin love (love)
I just want call
you right now (now)
Bitch, I swear to god,
I be in my mind, yeah
24/7 아무나 불러
해 뜰 때까지 해버려 fuck
초면이라
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