Lyrics:
to 3.5s i couldn't get fried so i started buying that dope by the 7th
He think he hot shit cuz he got a felon
Vari been solid aint doing confessions
Keep
on this one
You gotta drink Crist-all
Buy some red wine, a little Gaja 9-7
You're so contagious, I can't take it, have my baby, let's just make it
on this one
You gotta drink Crist-all
Buy some red wine, a little Gaja 9-7
You're so contagious, I can't take it, have my baby, let's just make it
blowed, fire
Hot like fire but she so cold, fire
I go from zero to a hundred in seven seconds,
Pedal to the metal getting paper cashing checks
Full speed
These stranger times we're living in
We're paralyzed by others' sins
After all I'm feeling fine
But should I?
For I don't know
If I should fall
Do you really wanna know what keeps me up at night
What occupies my mind
What I think of all the time
Do you mind if I just take a second to unwind
Time-time's just passing by
My head is messed up
I'm Lu-Lu-Lu-Lunatic
I'm Lu-Lu-Lu-Lunatic
Time-time-time's just passing by
My head is messed up
I'm
gave me a sign
Everything comes in time
In a second it's done
Seven souls will be one
Answers
Inside you, by
Posing the question
And I wanna show you
foolish charm
It only causes harm
Oh my god
My heavens!
I forgot to mention
Think I saw
Three sevens
I might need a second
Don't you know
You got me
Fucking
a shotgun in your car
cnd have an unpaid tab at the local bar
cnd seven long necks are chilling in the fridge
cnd you've got your second cousin for a date
Meet me downstairs by the lobby (by the lobby)
It's okay if you bring somebody (somebody)
Meet me at the hotel room (meet me there, meet me there)
neck
Second, she passed I was like, "What's up?"
To which she replied, "How you doin'?"
I said, "De nada mama"
But your beauty I'm persuin'
And I
One and two had a patsy the was factually plane
Seven out of envy must have wanted just the same
And in 6.5 seconds science floated out to space
my business (yeah)
My bro just came from off a second ten, yeah
I told this bitch, "This is my second win", yeah
None of my bills are American,
wonder if you ever think about it like I do
Seven kids on my two lane road
Had the guns on the radio
After all this time it still feels so good
When
on the 11th, pain growing by the second
Lonely on the 12th, she trying love her self
Lonely on the 13th, she say nobody want me
Lonely on the 14th, listen you
you're racking up seven digits
Prеsident we hate so dearly
You've fucked enough, why fuck the country?
Your N.D.A's they've signed are shady
You've had
Dark cloud over my head, I ain't bothered by it
Treat it like we best friends, Death Note, I'm followed by it
Tryna rip the heart out the beast?
knuckles on the second hands of working class watches
Skyscrapers is colossus, the cost of living is preposterous
Stay alive, you play or die, no options,
When I first heard this song, I was a little boy growing up
Down in the state of South Carolina
The song had been written and recorded by a man
Second Appellate District
Division Seven
Denied the petition the investors
Petitioned for review
The National Association of
Securities Dealers
(NASD) was
nobody top that shit
And unless you the girl I'm fuckin'
Then you don't really need to be owned by a bitch like that umm
Like that huh
Take a second
As you sang me your apologies
And when the second day, we met by chance
Oh, what a sweet coincidence
To find the sugar girl right next to me
I decide "It's
the motherfuckin' pro
One nigga got pissed
And started reachin' for his shit
Three-fifty-seven on your ass fool
Like I said before, you don't get a second
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