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No Time Prod.ImFurious

Boys Cry Too

On the run

SAD BOY SEVEN

BABYSEVEN (Prod Zaire & Ryan Bevolo)

Lyrics:

Yea, Im off a perc I cant feel nun
And we holding props babygirl these aint real guns
And I beat his ass with the belt he my real son
And how you a shooter? The fuck yeen kill nun 
Get loaded off percs and my young niggas drill sum
You can play if you want you wanna see how it feel huh
Im racking and stacking trying to get a mill duh
You left for a nigga thats broke know you feel dumb 


Uh Yea 
Loaded off octane baby its in to me
Im holding the Glock 10 baby for enemy 
He aint getting money, his money like centipede 
Im sippin on drank out a cup out from Bizzy Bee
Im fucking and passing these hoes feel like Eazy E
And I got my shooter, gon shoot the facinity
These niggas my sons when they see me they mimic me 

And I feel like Kyrie im dropping a 50 piece 
And i feel like Jokic i feel like the joker
And shawty get dick from the back imma choke her 
Im sippin on drank i dont do the mimosa 
Im lobbing this bitch i might go for the floater 
This F.N so big it cant fit in my holster 
I got this bread shi got the toaster
My head riding round in this bitch roller coaster

Im fucking that bitch that he got on his poster 
That bitch she went for the gang she a choser 
Im smoking on gas i get high off the Doja 
They know where im from East Side Solider 
You lending yo bitch nigga let me hold ha 
You diss on the internet you a troller 
Im finna play with his bitch im not talking no GTA nigga play her like controller 

Damn Damn 

Ian got no friends Ian dropping features
And i gotta deuce i just poured in the liter 
I might flex on my ex i dont fuck with car*****
I just upgraded now, now my bitch she a diva  
My bro he pull up in hoodies we call him grim reaper
He got a G-10 you spooked when you see em
You was just cold up at first now you sparked by the heater 

Uh Damn Damn 

Life it get real 2022
Dont talk allat tough shi just show what you do 
Im finna do the whole dash if i see lights in blue 
My nigga young like i hang Majjin Blu 
And they got 2 40's they hang out the coupe 
She got that breeze when she hang out the roof
You niggas smoking on mid nigga smoking on boof

I feel like Paul Pierce Im the truth 
My brudda in jail and he eating the soup
And fuck the pin nigga fuck all his suits 
When my li nigga come home bet he richer than you 
17 when i went in the stu 
I wouldve been quit but yall pushing me thru 
I just been making these hits after hits 
I cannot drop a bad song got "Nun 2 Prove"

Die young

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