Lyrics:
me
They let the wrong fucker
Get some money, man, i swear to God
On the West flashing out the
Window at like every stop
He wanted i11, LOL, he got
me no home no more I wasn't left with no option
Alone in the streets just reflecting now
Nigga way out of his section, now
Nothing 'bout my life been
helpin' me
Granddaddy Purp, know I fuck with Keish
Seventh letter of the alphabet, I keep it G
Let's take it back to 25 a G
No C, niggas out here know I got
part
We was out in Mandalay
Sippin on some fucking huh
You can meet me at the spot
Catch me downtown
While I'm sippin on the wok
Bad lil shawty and I
we ain't want to be like Mike
Ridin' in a Benz, remember we was stealing bikes
Niggas got it out the mud, let me walk you through my life
You don't
to the metal, doing 100 on I-20
Pressure on my mental I can't never let it end me
Rebel to my level 'cause I know that by the ending
I'm a goat like my nickname
with her
700 hours is a little longer than I'd spend with you
700 hours out in space
700 hours in this place
Would she like to spend her time with me too
AHEAD
AIN'T GOT TIME FOR LOOKING BEHIND ME
MILES AND MILES MILES I'VE CLIMBED
CRAWLING AHEAD INCH BY INCH
I'M MILES AND MILES AND MILES AHEAD
been dreamin bout me tourin
Throw a party at my show yeah
And you know I show out
Drops so many albums I might have to slow down
You be steady pressin
older cousin Rick, so me and his beef never died
That steel drum on the Skatie, it hold a seven-five
Purp and Grady told me let it ride, but shit, I'd
Yeah, we goin' send this one out
To everybody that put mo' into they cars than they do they relationship
Let's ride
Two miles an hour, so everybody
Yeah, we goin' send this one out
To everybody that put mo' into they cars than they do they relationship
Let's ride
Two miles an hour, so everybody
Talk about women and lie, lie, lie
Oh, my other world is just a half a mile away
Wait for mama to turn out the light
Crawl on the the roof and then
show him some
Bitch let's get active or hop out and get it cracking
700 love the static
Won't tote the poles don't got attachments
I love the jack this
and cover me
[02:14:350]Just rule and cover me
[02:20:500]Verse 2
[02:23:900]Take my voice
[02:26:000]And let me sing always
[02:27:700]Only for my king
What you gon’ do?
Jump off the G4 we can meet out side
I say look up in the sky
It’s a bird it’s a plane
It’s Luda and a hawk at 700 getting brain
I've been the man for awhile
Hand in the bag don't let me get greedy
Searching for something to lend you a hand
Know who I am
On for the evening
I'm
me of tryna destroy
Let's rewind it to '89 when I was a boy on the east side of Detroit
Crossin' 8 Mile into Warren into hick territory
I'd like
miles and miles away
You seem to be miles and miles away
So far away from me
Miles and miles away
But no time, no space, no body-mind
Please give to me
Come on
If you want it let's get it
I'm trying to take over they city
I keep my shooter with me
It turnt out you bad for business
You going out sad
tomorrow
But you'd have to walk a thousand miles
In my shoes, just to see
What it's like to be me
I'll be you, let's trade shoes
Just to see what it'd
Take your halo off cuz I already know you're sent from above
And you know 700 miles ain't got nothing on our love
Motor City baby I promise I'll be
Your ocean eyes are showing me our great escape
Our great escape
Our great escape
Let's lay out on the beach
Feel the Bahama heat
They said I'd never
Me & you in the future out the bay
I hope it's you I'm just tryna get away
Let's take a flight SF TO LA
There's too much drama I could neva stay
I'ma
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