Lyrics:
Kix, that was 76
That was just enough beer to get us through the set
And get as high as our crowd
We got 700 miles Jerry, we gotta go
You're out
need me a break like a KitKat I got da lyrics like syntax
Pick up a pack and I’m gone tax
Bitch I’m too clean like some Ajax
Hop out the coup
Like BatMan
where the key is kept
Point me down the right line because it's time
To let me in from the cold
Turn my lead into gold
'Cause there's a chill wind
and out the gym, feelin' slimmer than spaghetti
Stackin' muscle on these bones, yeah I got the hoes sweaty
Wait a second... Yo, we all outta weed
Let's go
choppa sing
Call me young Pentium with no heatsink, yuh
They leg-locked my van up down by Kurt's angle
Worst thing, tho
That your music more generic than
before the week ends
Caution she ain't throw out before but now she in
And her heart beat sitting at the door that let you leap in
Love me like
700
I feel like Mario
I feel like Mario
I feel like Mario
Riding golf carts on my island I feel like Mario
The chosen one like the golden boy
I
about
Yeah
Walk a mile in my shoes
This the only way to document my pain besides some tattoos
Youngin like myself to make it out my town is taboo
They
on a four-mile tightrope and the only way out of here is down
Down at the bottom is you, waiting to catch me, and down
as I let it all out, let it all out, let it
Infested with small pox, knowin they had no immunity
Today it's AIDS, you best believe it's man made
Cause ain't a damn thing changed.. let me explain
Now
the start
I don't ever see a let down
Get me
If you think I'm gonna fail
Then bet me
If you hit me with a sledge hammer
700 times
To the point that my
gives me more time to get down the block
And make a right chill into the crib for a while
And keep my black ass off 7 mile
Cruising down 7 mile
"Let's do
stand out (Stand out)
Look whose got the plan now (Plan now)
Everybody's hand out (Hand out)
Everybody's hand out (Hand out)
Walk a mile in my shoes (My
Ugh
Ugh
This that help out
Bitch slap that self-doubt
Let that shit go
How you like me now
OG self-made Colorado Child
Top of the mountain
Head in
the way, yeah
Anytime you need a friend
I will be here
Never be alone again
So don't you fear
Even if you're miles away
I'm by your side
So don't
Baby bounce that thing like a basketball
You gon have to work if you want it all
Ten bands on me Pablo Escobar
Strip club poppin'
Got them bi***es
left to remind me
Just a worn out picture
And a number written on the back
So let's move on down
Shake this town
Drive a while
A hundred miles
where the key is kept
Point me down the right line because it's time
To let me in from the cold
Turn my lead into gold
'Cause there's a chill wind
ion end up like my daddy
You know that shit 1 hundred if josiah ever said it
Id still be a broke nigga to this day if i only did what they let me
2
for hours
I even killed the time by helpin' my man pass out fliers
Now all I wanna do is get in where I fit in
Shake my ass with the baddest pigeon with
optijd
Dus kom me niet vragen om tijd
Me tijd wil ik buzzy, let it rain now
Ben diep in je bitch she taps out
1e ronde was een win, was een K.O
Ze
All they talk about is dollars
You ain't talkin' to man, holla!
Two doors in the air
And if you celebrating put your cups in the air
Let me see your
over 'til the finish line
Eyes on the food like you ain't finna get mine
Let me tie my shoes and pray you meet me half way
Oh I been miles and miles away
Yeah
700 ways
Running from the race
I've been impatient
I'm in deep space
You cannot appraise
I'm the last phrase
Running out of shades
Darker than
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