Lyrics:
Oh I was moved by your screen dream
Celluloid pictures of living
Your death could not kill our love for you
Take two people, romantic
Smoky
Chicago right now, but I gave that up to take my mom's old job. Because our family business has always been just that: a family.
THEY GAVE IT ALL UP FOR
it by my lonely
CB4 gangsters man they so gusto
24/7 all I do is hustle
Old folks in the hood call me p man
Double cups Styrofoam I sip lean man
within
See your skin, you're my kin
And I made you funke
God made me funke
F-you-n-k-e
[ VERSE 2 ]
Esoteric, non-generic, potent lyrics
Only
even open my mouth to speak
I bomb drop on those that
Be making y'all weak
24 hours a day, 7 days a week
I be the king from the
Streets of Hollis,
might've took your first child
Scarred your life, or crippled your style
I gave you power, I made you buck-wild
Always I'm in some shit
My abdomen is
and again and again, and that isn't all
I gave my love to you each time to make amends
Suddenly I start to realize I can't make it
Pretty birds fly away, I
I'm by myself Nobody call me
no body call me all night and day
now i am lonely nobody text me no body text me all night and day
24/7 Me and my
Felt like I was in for a long bus ride
I'd rather die than you not be by my side
Can't count how many times I vomited, cried
Go to my room, turn
asleep you better wake up
And get on your fuckin' job
Cause I'm takin' everything except a loss
Iceburg goes off, yeah 24-7 I goes on
And I be scared I
and don't get stuck
Okay
By the way, that's me on the organ
Aw, Jeez
You start
Okay
On the first day of Christmas
My true love gave to me, a beer
feel cra-zy
(One, two, three, four)
I see bloods and crips runnin' up the hill
Lookin' for a better way
My brothers and sisters it's time
Instead of my fists
Am I black
Black enough for you
Am I black
Black enough for you
We're gonna move on up
Seven by seven
We're God's children
ain't cheap, so I work all week
She's in her Sunday best 24/7
High school sweetheart, hometown legend
Lookin' like a ten but she closer to eleven,
come after that (you gon' come after that)
I smell that mula, that fetti, I'm coming after that (you gon' come after that)
Same for my Bimmer and Benz,
Right (Get It)
24/7 Gotta Get It Right
Get It Right, Get It Right, Get It Get It Right
Dollar dollar dollar man I'm all about the commas (Money)
You don't
might've took your first child
Scarred your life, or crippled your style
I gave you power, I made you buck-wild
Always I'm in some shit
My abdomen is
on your mind)
You saved my life a thousand times (saved a thousand times)
Gave me a dream that came to be
Opened my eyes so I could see
I had my ups
the tears up from my dreams and pulled me from the hole,
Quenched my thirst and satisfied the burning in my soul.
You gave me babies one, two, three, what
the way of life (word?)
If you think you're nice, then go grab the mic (grab it)
Let me tell you my story, 'cause everybody got one
Grab a pen and pad,
to be a bad lil' shady nigga just like you
And I pop that ass one by one, plus two
Got my eyes on you!
Along with my whole squad ready to ride, yeah
in my room
So skeptical of love (say what you say, but I want it more)
But still I want it more, more, more
I gave a second chance to Cupid
But
all, yeah, I'm burning it up
Aw naw, Big Snoop Dogg
You tuned in to the number one
Buck one, buck two, buck three, buck four
So get real fool, fool
fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced, I felt that fifth all on yo waist
And you know
Heat rooms like a thermometer
Two
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