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Dead broke Dead broke
Use to be the same damn way hadda use my head tho
Just hadda stack this monday by friday im up 7 fold
7000 plus in my pockets

not a 41
Try again, bitch, I'm not one of them
Glock cocked, I be done shot one of them
They ain't know I had the gun
When they let me in
You know I got

hitting 7’s, but I ain’t struck the lotto
 Just blessed to see today, no guarantees tomorrow 
Hoes call me say they wet, that’s why my feelings shallow
Am I

SEVEN DAYS
WRITTEN BY: SHATIA BROWN

PRE-HOOK:
FOR A LONG WAYS, YOU’VE TAKEN TIME
FOOLISH – BEING SWAYED YOUR WAY.
KNOWING THAT YOU’RE LOVING EVERY

done with drugs and with alco,
Cuz at one of these nights I can swear I saw Malcolm.

I’ll forever be a rebel and work 24/7
Now wolves are at my door cuz

In love with the street was labeled a menace my years of addiction it equaled to seven
A couple of cases becoming a felon
It was the strangest when dad

that's the only way this shit is gonna blow, hoe

That's the only way this shit is gettin' done
I know the fakes fuckin' show up when its fun
Lay low

broken head"
"Case is closed, you'll get compensated, LZ,
For the damage caused by Kmart, 7 million USD"
Goin' stupid on 'em
Goin' stupid on 'em
Self-Made

When you wake up wondering
When the world is gonna end
When you rise and can't find a friend
Oversaturated life by 7:45
You can pause and look in my

on a respirator im that sick
Make it hard for niggas to breathe like asthmatics
I'm hungry 24/7 really im famished
Everything i see that i want i bet imma grab it

never bent
Spirit never mislead by futility ever since
A younging always been focused on reaching my element
Drugs done came along
Hoes done came along

victim like i started this shit
Really done turnt me up I'm making noise that's what you did
Gotta keep my niggas focused but it's harder than is
Every

and gone
I be doing it for supporters, I couldn't never joke
Grown man problems every second when I'm seven though
So whoever talking like they with me

it like its last second fourth and eight yards
I can't complain about my hand, just bet the chips and play cards
And make a note of how they tried

self maid
I go up graduallay
I grind I don't play
Which colors an array
Clear up the grey
Till the last and first second on the 7th
& the first day
If

type of mess is my brain on?
Seven seconds in chaos
'Cause if it cheats death it makes me question, is it text message or seance?
And I don't know if

Free the real that's locked behind the gates 
'Member when I used to flip a 8th 
Make the 7th money by the 8th 
All this ice and I don't even skate 
Big

What has been is what will be 
What has been done is what will be done 
No remembrance of the former 
No remembrance of the later 
For no prophecy

higher than the heavens,
Just to get back my repentance.
Forgiveness is all I ask God.
ccceptance for my prayers,
Threatened by different choices,
Do I

hop, party in your stilettos or flip flops
You can't stop, entranced by the DJ, strictly observation crew, that's how we play
When the suits come off,

saying I'm too nice, circle the globe in 2 nights
Clip so long that the gat look like a boom mic
Whoo baby you too right, do right by the sound guy,
Too

Somehow I found some living water surrounded by deserts
But God didn't doubt me for a second he knew it was destined

This how we overcome
Now I'm making

daytime
In the back of my mind, it wasn't fine
Petrified by this design, need realign
I put my cards on table and roll sevens every time
Don't you have some

seas traveled just to set em free
Every second sacrificed suffice it to say you've done it all
So continue to ball til your clock falls off the wall
Time