Lyrics:
Yeah
My anxiety was takin' over (yeah)
Remove the devil, let my faith go feel it slide like it's Amendola (come on)
I finally made it
Hold up I keep talking shit but nobody listens to it so I gotta open up ears
7 Years I've been doing this a sour taste in my mouth
7 Years I've been
the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices,
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
and ready to blow, hit the spot I'm ready to go
I told that bitch she got like six I ain't gone get lined by no hoe
If you fuckin wit me throw yo sevens up
I
important, let em in, then you leave em
Cuz you know that bitch get boring
Go head and steal that boyfriend
Obvious he wasn't yours or he wouldn't be here
ain't Even missed
Say you wanna do an album, kracker, you can suck A dick
Then go pick up that flag you folded, and holler Out, how You a bitch
On seven
Ain't work since 95'
So you know my paper stay legit
Drimonds (Diamonds) on my bumper kit
That bitch
I'm in a fuckin' seven series on some kicks
Bitch
24/7 I've been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it, just to get by
24/7 I've been working overtime
For the last eight years rode around in a Mercedes
Lexus, trucks, drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy
Chorus
in your mind knowin you a trick
Put your hustle down playa go an hit you a lick
Bitch!
(That's writ, Too Scheezi, Ant Banks, Forty Fonzarelli,
in your mind knowin you a trick
Put your hustle down playa go an hit you a lick
Bitch!
(That's writ, Too Scheezi, Ant Banks, Forty Fonzarelli,
a necromorph
You got me pressin R2
In this bitch with Kong Fu
Take you down with Jutsu
See 'em cryin, boo hoo
Yeah so I'ma up and go
I put my bars down, and laid
Had this beat revived
Bitch just to kill it and die huh
Triple 7, bitch that's after lock
More like a triple six, I'm devilish with it
Fuck a gimmick
girlfriend birthed you
Go to sleep, wake all up in a hearse
I know it's a legend by the first view
As soon as I catch you, I finna go hurt you
Aye, it's seven
Cruiser, yellow 'Lac on rims
Drop yellow 'Vette and a platinum Rolls Royce
That's seven different cars, everyday I got a choice
On my way to pick up
Cruiser, yellow 'Lac on rims
Drop yellow 'Vette and a platinum Rolls Royce
That's seven different cars, everyday I got a choice
On my way to pick up
a nic' (yeah, bitch)
My Brooklyn bitch in the Garden, while we watchin' the Knicks
Walk your bitch like a pit', dogshit by my hip (let's go)
Got more
Suga Free no cut
Now come up from promote and tell these hoes what's up
Ho must've said Suga Free go wash yo hands I said bitch
I'm Suga Free I wash
Flip doin' man"
"How he get out his deal?"
All you gotta do is take 2 million
And walk in the door, and that's how they'll let you go
Hahaaa
Cause I get
Now you might ask what can a nigga do to get started
Pull a hoe and go enroll in Break-A-Bitch College
Ah yeah
Now that was a very nice lecture
Hands high to the sound
Uh yeah I'm the rich nigga now
Bi-bitch, I'm the talk of the town
Make a bitch run her mouth
Go south for the border
Pop,
Seven
Kel tec make that nigga stank like he took a shit
Slide up to yo homie grave say fuck you then go take a piss
She sucked the guys before y’all
Yeah
I take y'all way back
Seven years old, I'm lookin up to the gangstas in the hood
Cause to me and my cousins, yeah, they represented good
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