The Only Seven - 1427 Flow

Dese niggas don't feel my pain they left me down bad in the rain
Ain't ask a nigga do me nothing I made my mind pulled me stain
This Glock on me it hold a thirty this Drake on me like my best friend
Don't think that you get sparred cause we cuzzins I call da guys they do you

Ahh pop a nigga shitt off turn this bitch into Afghanistan
Jump in the whip and dip off and won't stop for lights that's blue and red
You niggas be some knock offs wanna be but just know you not it
Befor I gotta bankroll I robbing shit without a stick

I gotta bitch she tripping finna pipe she say she want sum dick
She know a nigga thuggin' thirty on the dresser while I hit
I gotta Nigga sad because his baby momma was my bitch
And if it's up stuck just drop the loc I'm pulling up real quick

Won't ever tell them ppl how you use to rock and claim the set
You switched up on ppl so i took the shit for what it meant
And In my eyes we equal gave her back told him you can have his bitch

But since you disrespect and called my phone like you just with shit
You know you gotta see me I ain't beefing on no internet
I'm sorry to my lil cuzzin' when you get old I'm gone explain it
Right now we all just thuggin' this the life we chose stay out of it

You know this shit get real they try to lock us up for protecting
Everyday I'm field I'm standing tall and poking out my chest
Might let a nigga live and that's just only if he ridden with his kids
I'm hustling for them m's I came along way from them damn trenches

My money getting long I gotta move like I'm da government
Won't never be no rat cause momma raise me not to talk to pigs
Dese hoes fuck on yo nigga ain't no point in tryna cuff a bitch
My opps ain't got no motion pockets low can tell Dem boys hurting

Tell dese niggas get some motion stop that biting get up off my dickk

No they don't feel my pain no no

I had some niggas changed
So I gotta keep a banger yea

And I'm finna cop a stang
I Can't wait to see a da hate ona broke bot face yeaa

And it's long love jay yeaa
We Use to go to school then right after go to probation

Yea this fourty on my waist yeaa go ask the last nigga that play
You see what happen to his face yea

And Boy we know you hidden you can only hide so long and run so far until this fie hit

You might as well come outside den and u better have yo fives cause I know nbg they Ridden

Written by:
Seven Stewart

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