Lyrics:
I've been making seven figures if you count the decimal points
Take away a digit and you know what I've got in the bank
Maybe a thousand maybe
Me i was drunk as a pirate
Trying to get back in my zone
Rolling up my last cigarette (rolling up)
On the road i saw a bum
And he was begging me for it
He drives past a family on their porch, in worn out jeans,
They used to run the diner now they're eating rice and beans
The potholes give him
pretend that I don’t care about you
When 24/7 everyday from past years
It’s always been you
There would be millions of things ran through my head
Worrying
800-year-old vampire saddened, watching friends and family passing
This sound like 96, upstate grimy kid
Surrounded by seven dead Chinese chicks
In this game,
his teeth out
Saw my family at the courthouse
Had some handcuffs, I couldn't reach out
Little bitty car, got bands in the Fiat
French tip nails, she
sleeping at John's
Waking up in aisles of 7-Eleven Slurpee shops
Immersing myself in flavors of blue raspberries and black cherries
That grew in poisonous
On the road, yeah, that's where you can find me
I'm rolling up all these doobies, with my family beside me
I keep a couple pre-rolls in case I ever come down
God knows. It started in seven
She had a body like heaven. I'm not objectin'
Just fantasizin' my message anyway
I could tell we weren't meant to cross
born and raised right in Martel Homes
he moved to cleveland avenue and then washington road.
that's when he saw his partner cash first working
by the break truck
All rocks taped up
[Verse 7]
I got a staff of staffs
Airs chipped to pups
Instead of attackin' the nuts when I yell clip up
unfold,
Then we'll rob a 7-11 and hit the road.
I can be quiet or I can be loud,
Anything to make my daddy proud.
We'll take hostages make
have dreams it’s our job to make em
Follow suit to help society and our planet
Help us succeed by getting answers
We’re all here to repair some kinda
home
Walk straight into your heart like 7 mile road uh
My blunt glows in the dark, harvest a verse
Pictures on my pad instead of words
Stole the moon
road to the top of nothing
Mo morals, no friends, just a love for something
Never to be obtained, it drains your soul dry
Under a bridge downtown their
Time is money
Time obviously isn't on your side
Time is money
Bridge One:
(Lawyer)
Can you tell the jury exactly what happened on the night
unfold,
Then we'll rob a 7-11 and hit the road.
I can be quiet or I can be loud,
Anything to make my daddy proud.
We'll take hostages make
Seven deep in Amsterdam, I gave that girl ego without her askin' for it
I bring that bitch with two Italian logos, now she fashion forward (yeah)
pain feeling the pain
And I really do miss my kin
But a motherfucker like me
Gotta feed my family
One deep, I bring the bread in
I think you better let
ALLEY OF DREAMS
(© 2000 Mr Jones)
Sun smiling down from a clear blue sky
Birds sittin' in a tree
Seven fair girls and three happy guys
The one
Testarostas, Cedric Sosa ain't scared
Watch the road popped do's, turning niggas heads
Leaving hoes scared, we some Wreckshop crooks
Niggas 24/7, say Devin sing
Testarostas, Cedric Sosa ain't scared
Watch the road popped do's, turning niggas heads
Leaving hoes scared, we some Wreckshop crooks
Niggas 24/7, say Devin sing
of remedies
One by one your family
Members erased like Kennedys
I’m a rapper slash producer slash terrorist
Slash illuminati grow from ear to ear
I’m
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