Lyrics:
damn, what the heck
I'm just so astounded
I'm feeling dumb founded
Never had a love so confounding
24-7, you've got my heart pounding
I'm not in panic
Awwwwww Shit
Whatcha do wrong, show em how ya do it
Awwwwww Shit
Introducing the 24 seven, yeah yeah
Step into the new millennium
I'm try'na
I threw it back now she followin me (ha, ha, ha, ha)
I put this P-I down 7 days a week 24 hours
You say you broke ho, look here miss me
It be
your call
24 hours since
You been away
Deep inside
You know you want to stay
I can't take it
I tell no lies
Hurts in my heart
Messes with my mind
Times
the homies, that's on me
24/7, Kendrick reppin' these cold streets
Don't we live by it, die by it, then reincarnate
And if Game told me, "Drive by it," I
1. Mama doesn’t even know
2. When her son is coming home
3. Mum I dont fucking know
4. Cos I’m working 24s
5. All this motherfucking stress fam
6.
quest
From hustlin' 24-7 to makin' niggas get undressed
The mobster in me got me obsessed
With lucci and success, so I can care less
If I gotta be
That's solid
7th grade found a girl had started gettin into trouble
Ass whoopins everyday shit we can call my mother
Skippin class bein bad just chillin
Sheila
My chevy sittin’ too high
I call that Wiz Khalifa
And I’m all about the new Franklins
Ain’t talkin’ Aretha
Bitch my league too major
I’m hiphop
and over and over i was raised by
KRS 1, I was raised by Tribe Called Quest
I was raised
By DMX the last real nigga alive? Naw
Nigga! We real
Niggas alive,
24/7
Give a fuck if it's dark or not
If you looking you could find us in the parking lot
In the parking lot
If you looking you could find us in
work this
Turning tricks like a clown in a circus
And don't get sprung, your little dick
24 7 Everybody sticks, geah
Thats the way it is, thats how
you by surprise
I handle business, see me winning
Yeah I'm in my prime
Seven-O Beretta 'bout to make it, yeah they love my rhymes
Flexing in the mall,
back
Nobody dey
24/7 lori street
Omope no dey play
Omo ope no dey shere shere…..
Shi she gbowo
Ko jaiye
Nobody dey for you my brozzay
Ayanmo taiye
with the roam-roam
So it took me a minute to retrieve seven digits
But I promised I would call you when I got home
But, when I got home I never did
real quick
Like a barmaid does with a pint of lager
24/7 I'm crazed, 24/7 I got bars for days
365 surrounded by flames
But nobody truly knows my pain
Henny I'm
Busy playin' friendly when I really got a deadly mind
Check the scheddy I'm
Boutta be on, like 24/7
24 Hours, 7/11
Maybe like 16, who am I
fly by ya
Call it what you want
But the Lac stay way liver
Boppers all on my dick, with the trunk up
Beating up the Boulevard
With the beat pumped up
me
Trust me
Can you just trust me
Trust me
When I
Tell you that your the only thing on my mind
24/7 and I can't seem to get you out my mind
You can
thinking Imma stay long
But I’m back keep a strap on me 24
7 cuz my opps looking to get clapped
Half of these ngga they ain’t spinning no sit
So better stop
20-story building That's gonna hurt as I backed the fuck off
Friends who came for me still racked the fuck off
I be breathing 24/7 yet I'm dead inside 24/7
by twelve
Just as easily as you and I do by ten
Now if man had been born with six fingers on each hand
He'd probably count
One, two, three, four,
They're buildin' the gallows outside my cell.
I got 25 minutes to go.
And in 25 minutes I'll be in Hell.
I got 24 minutes to go.
Well, they give me
gone
Sat by the window with a clutched dome listenin' to shorties cuss long
Young girls with weak minds, but they bust strong
Tried to call
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