777

[Verse 1]
Why in the f* are these niggas so f* mad
Sat on the bench and I waited my fuckin turn
I remember them mothaf*ckas really counted me out
Dove in the fire and they hoped that I would burn
I made up a team
I ended the drought
Me and the family
Makin up a play
I been running routes
Gave some people some marbles
They gave me rocks up in a pouch
Gah damn this what life about?
I'ma thug it out
Like damn!

Played ya people for some monеy
Where ya heart at?
Latеly I been wondering
Where the muthaf*ckin love at
Look into ya face and I can tell that you ain’t on that
Set in white black
It’s picture perfect n*gga
Kodak!
Yeah!
H-Hold that
People switch up everyday
You can’t control that

I made a lane and I’m in it
I feel like Daney Dame
Ain’t in to chasing it
Now a days we just makin it
Listen up..
100 ways to make it
In my playbook got a plethora
You ain’t got the hunter heart inside just like the rest of us
I ain’t here to Bother ya
But I can teach you how to score this quarter
Homie gather up
Minus anamosity
Disloyalty’s a tragedy
Im A1
Ain’t no pussy sittin up inside of me
Check my anatomy
Homie I ain’t just rambling
Some people fake it to make it
I chose the latter up
Made up my mind and sold experiences that I had in store
Flipped my profits again and again as I did before
Now all my dreams are lookin down to see me creepin up
Affairs in order before the lord
Decide to beam me up