717 in the Morning

7:17 in the morning Nd I’m yawning
Backwood in my mouth , black wood in my Tommy’s
I be ballin harden niggas wanna see me fall and imma run it up jus to make em look to me regardless
Bitch I been a star before a artist
Black card in my wallet , I’m not charging
Black heart in my chest , but it’s thawing
Tack sharp , nigga coulda went to college
I said fuck dat , paid a couple classes up in cash I hadda chuck that
Shit up in the trash , said in the past I always loved rap

Said up in da past I always loved rap
Jumped into the trap cuz I heard dats where da funds at
Slept on da carpet wit my baby , was sum Rugrats
I said fuck dat , my lil bitch deserving of sumthin better
Picked up dat first pack , never put it down , I kept it on me like a beretta in a sweater , in cold weather , where niggas sheisty
I grew up inside an era where niggas grimey
I came up in areas where you’d never slide
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So I ain’t sorry if I don’t trust ya , dats jus inside me
Came up in the hood know I’m good wit sum killas
I ain’t bangin shit but I’m still gang wit dem membas
Chillin rollin woods wit yo bitch Nd den I hit em , gettin splintered
Bars thoughtout dis bitch like a mandatory minimum
Told him he was good as me , why you sending em , Mamas chocolate Nd her pussy sweet I call her M Nd Ms

Fresh , da best to me dem sound like synonyms
Wealth , collect boy I need dem M Nd Ms
And them cents too , feelin like biggie gimme all da loot
Really no biggie to demolish a booth
Leave dat bitch smoking like a yellow tooth
Whiplash niggas when I turn da coupe
Real gas nigga , you can smell da proof

7:17 in the morning Nd I’m yawning backwood in my mouth , Black Russians what I’m rollin
Pearl it den I dome it
Bitch I been a star , I jus been setting up my moment