Lyrics:
there's no final call
Death doesn't have a shadow
ct the strangest moment you face The fall
I'm only here for a light year
Only time until it
that Tokyo until a n**** look Asian
B**** I ball hard
Sugar-Slim my sports agent
Young Paul George
I'm Indiana Pacing
Surging with that yappa I
on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E,
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man
bigger, my heart gettin' bigger
Live by the trigger so I'mma die by the trigger
My chest gettin' bigger, my heart gettin' bigger
Live by the trigger so
another broken heart
I keep bitches by them two's nigga, Noah's Ark
I got a seven on me
I call my dro' Lamar
Plus a Trojan in my pocket, Matt Leinart
One dollar and eighty-seven cents
That was all
She had put it aside
One cent and then another
And then another
In a careful buying of meat and other
Twenty-four seven
I've been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it
Just to get by
Twenty-four seven
And though I pack this pound 3-5-7 or 4-5
Will I hide? Will I die? Will I ride?
Niggas never know why
My whole crew, a family clique
Are we sick? Are we live?
down,
A smooth criminal, and though I pack this pound,
.3-5-7, .0-4-5, will I hide?
Will I die?
Will I ride?
Niggas never know why,
My whole
Got it on smash
Really abundant doing lines in the suburbs
With 7 Hundrd, I fuck until my nuts hurt
Checking a reverb if Levi wants it
Baby don’t
I know I can't smoke the pain away
My heart beat like 808
Been searching for the better days
Smoke until I levitate
Smoke until I levitate
Smoke
brown bags of the good shit
Dope is out but I really ain't seen it though
Dope fiends smokin the shit by the corner store
Broke as fuck kinda bummy with
'ma ride for my 7s until the very end
Me & Slim we got two glockies bitch we trynna spin
All opps gotta die fuck if you my kin
Glock 7 on me I'm working with
gats that blow the wall out, clear the mall out
Fuck the fallout, word to Stretch, I bet they pussy
The seven digits push me, fuckin real, here's
もちろんそれは7ですよ
ご存知の通りこの僕の頭には ラッキーがついてるの yeah, yeah, yeah
'Cause I wanna be with you
'Cause I wanna be with you
'Cause I wanna be with you until I die
Said
boy since we was young, plus we biological
He just gave me seven coats, I don't never buy no clothes
Plus he copped me H&M, that camo jacket good
the dirt, too demonic for the church
I body any and everybody until the day they put my body in the earth
This is ghetto gossip while I work
Live from
succeeded
Since the days of Noah's ark
I can't exceed my alotted span
No matter how I try
But I've quite enough to do until I die
So you see how important
radio, fuck you yeah
I’m taking his lead i’ma just say how I
Say, be ‘Ye, and win i’ma
Take his lead radio, fuck you!
Radio, fuck you! Wait a second
Aye,
winning
Young and I be sinning
Parties we be sipping
Not wasting a second cause I feel the clock ticking
High school was the thing to look forward to
I was
mask it
Mixing down emotions, struggle I hadn't mastered
I choreograph seven steps to heaven
And hell, waiting to exhale and make the bread leavened
the music, will let me ride"
Rebel Music free the pain inside, until this day in my ghetto
I hear echoes, where anger cry, feel me?
I bring tears
(Jambo)
Load up, young nigga, load up, young nigga
Load up, young nigga, load
Pour up one, nigga, pour up one, nigga
Pour up one, nigga, pour
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4, you better lock your door
5, 6, get your crucifix
7, 8, don't stay up late
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4,
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