MikeLusk and Mike Vercetti - 24/7

Yea
Yea
Sky fly
24/7 365 I want mine
Ain't got no time to be slowing up you know I'm on the grind
Gotta treat my time precious
We not slowing up or letting up
Till they let us thru the door they gone have to respect us
Gotta go hard as expected
My nigga sending boxes bitch you know that I'm gone catch em
Shawty tryna get fuck so you know I'm gone stretch her
Pulled up on some chill shit ain't no I was flexing
I hate a bitch that do too much ain't with none of the extras
Take the shake up out the bow and just smoke down the extras
Mama told me baby boy you know you super special
Keep applying pressure put yo pressure on these niggas neck and never ever let up
She been grabbing she been tugging on my dick like what the reason
Whole lotta thuggin in this bitch like can't you see it
Whole lotta hundreds in the bitch you won't believe it
Bitch I'm in my bag just wipe me down yea I'm too conceited
Drop top beam coupe peanut butter inside
White bread in my pocket boy you bet not try
Feeling like I'm grade school how a nigga bouta slide
You can get this K too when a nigga down to ride
If you got some kids be a daddy
Cause I'd hate to take you from yo family
Aye
I'm rapping this shit for a Grammy
Nigga fuck a Grammy rapping this shit for my family

Written by:
Mike Lusk, Mike Roberts

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