Lyrics:
This it right here homie!
7 8 7 haha!
They told me to get my swag up!
Blood raw is that you?
I dun see no other way
Ah OK Bro
Na what I'm
This it right here homie!
7 8 7 haha!
They told me to get my swag up!
Blood raw is that you?
I dun see no other way
Ah OK Bro
Na what I'm
warriors, 7 crunch ya
Crack the devil's head (ha ha)
Crack the devil's head; whylin out, pandemonium
Crack the devil's head, whyle out, pandemonium
Official
another day yeh damn
Another label another change for 7 whole years
I thank God for the fact that I still dey here
Another day another day
So
Everywhere I
Walk up like the shit, they send me back in line, yeah
See that look they gave me, when they passing by, yeah
Might go fly to Saturn, imma satellite,
yeah
(Aye' calm down, work your joints, ensure you're flexible)
Cause, I like a stallion by the hips, ballerina by the dips yeah
(I said a stallion by
Seven days
They walked around
The walls of Jericho
Outnumbered to the sky
The odds stacked against them
Yet they pressed on
And one by one, one by
In life we move through stages
Comparing all our pages
Priorities keep changing
While we all try'na get by
Seven years old and the world is at your
and he's running away
My best friend of seven years is gone
Cuz he was abusing women, so I'm sorry if I come off guarded it has nothing to do with you
barely see the Ground
Aint gotta throw her on a scale To see her by the pound
Shorty by the O loud pack like a Flame lit
Rolling up the dro gas like
Mhmm
No matter if I'm wrong or I'm right
Mhmm
I need you forever by my side
I need you to talk to me
I need you to talk to me
No matter if I'm wrong
along
So I'ma give myself all rights to knock you out my life
'Cause I ain't gonna fly by night
Maxin' a living like 24/7 I need me a reverend
Us versus
Late night I stay up and I write
To different beats I produce time travel all night
Inspiration induced by a channeling light
Like a post I get
Started from the bottom ya we started of with scraps
If I had no father by now I'll b selling crack
Just Yung black nigga tryna get the racks
Gud
“Well I got this far”
I push my pedal to the floor
Driving into the sunset
And he’s still on my ass
I’m making my way, day by day
I’m not gonna let this
20 bandz on my fit
Just to get fly
With draw 300k
Just to get by
40 in the Glock clip
Nigga you tried
Fuck 12 I could neva let
Them hurt my pride
Fit
being fake
We'll censor you like the F.c.c.
Cause we won't be cursed by no Fcg's
We'll censor you like the F.c.c.
Cause we won't be cursed by no Fcg's
Pray for you
I Pray for you
I pray for you
So I pray, that you will overcome the battle at hand
That you will never be defeated by the enemies plans
by the town
I'm drinkin whiskey
I be sippin on that bourbon
Got that whiskey
I be drinkin on that bullet
Got that whiskey
I be thinkin all the time
Bang bang
Seventeen shots to the heart when they see me
Can't do love again every time it's the same thing
Cupid drive-by to the head it go bang
people waiting, so
You need to get this pronto
If you spending small
You can meet me by the citco
If you don't have the
Cliental
Don't ask me what it hit
not by her side
You only made her cry. you were her ride or die
Tears drippin down her eye, you were not by her side
She was 13 when she met you
She
Pretty in the face need your space
When you walking by you set it off
Just by doing nothing girl you do it all
I feel like its destined to have you around
to her she start running man
Like we running relays
See they don't know we made "December 7th" in a week and a half, just so I could drop it on my B-Day
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