Lyrics:
makin' cream
On the drug scene, fuck a football team
Riskin' ruptured spleens by the age of sixteen
Hearin' the coach scream ain't my lifetime dream
I
24
7 on gas now I'm? Rollie wrist
Fuck that lil bad bitch I'm with
Sippin' lean and I'm gettin' no rest
Did the race
Just skipped another meal then
the street
24 hours 7 days a week plottin the moves when I sleep
I will not work for the cheap I can make 200 a day why settle for 400 a week
That's a life I
for granted what’s granted, multiply what's been handed
That’s 24/8 mindset, 24/7 is done
Appreciative of the example of greatness you set to chase
for my mother.
The 24/7, the Kool-Aid smile,
Say, "Hey, crack a lemon and look at my pile."
(Repeat chorus)
Come on.
Now you know just who I am
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I know you, Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for
See, everything you say is real, and I respect you 'cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I know you, Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for
see me through my journeys
She's pregnant she aborted
Ain't dead bitch I only lost it
That was 7 months baby why
That nigga must be richer Floyd
Why
need some Percs, bitch, I'm the man
You need some Percs, bitch, hit my line 24
7 bitch, we sellin' lines it's 7
11, I serve all the time
Shout out
City
New York is still the same
Out there on the Queens Ave
Playing the mirrors like a diva cause I'm paranoid
And plus I'm smoking drugs, you're
endangered
Bitches are halitosis
I post bail during arraignment 24
7 have the same shit, another customer
Posing as a decoy, partner kinda muscular
I buy
soldiers is captured
God explain it, we roll as one as though in dangered
Visions of holdin' toast I post bail join an arraignment
24/7 the same shit,
my veins, arrivin' by plane
G4 to be exact, rewards of beats and raps
Three whores before four and three more are bein' cracked (facts)
That was
als wäre 24/7, 365 Four-Twenty
Cruise im Spider wie Schumi iced-out
Groupie-weiber in Gucci-Kleider
Bombengürtel, Suicider
Highroller wie
dealer
Nah for real
I'm a motherfucking drug dealer
By my work soft, cook that up
You need a nine, straight drop
I hook that up i gotta streets keep
Don't ever knock drug, look, it comin' soon
Don't ever knock drug, look, it comin' soon
Bad lil' Biggie talkin' shroom
13, we at the moon
Exclusive
a minute I'll break it down
I levitate inches above ground
I have plenty on my plate
For I carry their weight by the pound
I hear them deliberate 24/7
Day
awaken by the giant inside
Outside there's a new kind of religion consisting in being alone
Oh I never felt so lonely so lonely and sad
And we might have
life, the 1000 Winds Project
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One more than 999 individual pristine 24-bit fart recordings
Quoting the site, captured using
of style
(fresh kid)
Yea, stories complete
(fresh kid)
Rollin on them New York streets
With them Newport beats at the Parliaments
7s up C-know steelo no
the truth is ooh ooh[02:21.62]Don't put faith in the fake ass news aye aye[02:24.56]Yeah talk about putrid uh uh[02:27.29]Yuh yuh
24/7, got ready on the turf, player
All day
Make 'em hop in the new coupe
Nigga, but that ain't nothing new
Forgive me for the sinning that they be
and sightless, half-wit boy
But Lewis was my name though I could not say it
I was born and raised in New Orleans
My spirit was wild, so I let the river
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