Lyrics:
nigga
I was raised in the projects, we could go at it, nigga
I can't wait no time on a co-edded, nigga
Bro-code, me and Dave count through seven
all over the blimps
Here's a toast to my foes, it's like a whole new beginning
From ? and prima, loads of women rockin' linen
I got a plan to blow
take the Nina Ross, ya know I gots to have it
I lay back in the cut, retain myself
Think about the shit and I'm thinkin' wealth
How can I makes my
24 / 7 난 Workin' all day
Korean homie 들과 난 Workin' all day
Drip what ayy
Main bitch got a prada for her set
뭉치들을 써버렸지 One day
I'm just gonna do what
face, amazed by lip gloss
Cherry scent, when the princess spoked yo it bounced off
Mole like Marilyn Monroe, threw a rose in her mouth
Wherever God go
gonna work? You know you owe me too much to stop."
John said, "I got a little workin' to do but I ain't goin' by your clock."
People said John was
the largest, hardest smartest label in town
Top Dog get down
Radio won't play me, but still I got the kids around
The world goin' Kid Rock crazy
Wicked
walkin' by
Just got a bottle of wine..
I was just walkin' by
and all I seen was him jump when that lady yelled
(And that was it.) I don't know?
take the Nina Ross, ya know I gots to have it
I lay back in the cut, retain myself
Think about the shit and I'm thinkin' wealth
How can I makes my
can't even close the bag, man
Come on, man, goddamn man, I c- gas is goin' up
Gimme-Gimme thirty-nine dollars, damn it
face, amazed by lip gloss
Cherry scent, when the princess spoked yo it bounced off
Mole like Marilyn Monroe, threw a rose in her mouth
Wherever God go
been there
Now I'm in there, sit back and look at what it took for me to get there
First came the bullshit the drama with my Mama
She got on some fly
Johnson
You're wearing your dresses way too high
And it's reported you've been drinkin'
And a runnin' 'round with men and goin' wild"
"And we don't
know that she wanna be us
Oh, whoa, fuck, we know, I swear I hate these hoes
Me and Tecca goin' crazy
Gettin' money, but it don't faze me
And I got
you niggas say you want a better price
Price, you got it but it ain't gon' hook right
Drop seven on lock tight, fuck wit' it the whole night
Try
gon' fly
Got a little kick, but it ain't no tired
Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride
Now we goin' hard like I ain't gonna die
Meek Mill!
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
You kill a motherfucker, you kill him for that
You got caught up in this shit that means you fucked it up
Old man was spittin' game so I sucked it up
your floor just let me know so that I can hit it up
'Cause I gots to go
'Cause I gotta throw it so I had to lick on them niggas
'Cause it used to be
I just tell it how I see it nigga, fact is fact
The first verse I ever wrote, I got a Platinum plaque
I've been to hell and back so nigga give me my
He raised
That's the power off the Gospel
The reason I'm unashamed
20 4 7 days a week
3 65 yeah you know me
I get it goin', goin' til I'm gone
Goin
seven, eight'll be enough
Plus the twins make ten but for you I give it up
Set times to the side just for us to live it up
Walking out a rav farm,
God I'm available to you
Round the clock round the clock
24/7 I'll be here
I'm available to you
Round the clock round the clock
24/7 I'll be ready
So
Pretty Jamaican kept doing his thing
Him and his older brother got caught up in a sting
Out on bail, pressure by the feds, he caught seven in the head
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