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Seven fifty seven like I hopped up off a jet
I know I got a main chick but yours gone be my next
Hit it like a three point im aiming at your neck
She wont be my main bitch but she will be your ex
Seven fifty seven like I hopped up off a jet
I know I got a main chick but yours gone be my next
Hit it like a three point im aiming at your neck
She wont be my main bitch but she will be your ex

Run a damn race just chasing after checks
I don't want the love im just looking for some sex
Hit it then I drop it I wont send another text
I see it on her face she mad I can tell
She really fell in love but I didn't oh well
Pain in my heart like the ocean in a shell
Pain always there like a twisted ass spell
Will it go away only times gonna tell
I love when I put my feelings on a verse
I leave it inside and it only gets worse
Smoke until my words start to slur
Just to clear my hear cause it hurts

Seven fifty seven like I hopped up off a jet
I know I got a main chick but yours gone be my next
Hit it like a three point im aiming at your neck
She wont be my main bitch but she will be your ex
Seven fifty seven like I hopped up off a jet
I know I got a main chick but yours gone be my next
Hit it like a three point im aiming at your neck
She wont be my main bitch but she will be your ex

I took all the shit that life had to throw
Smoking on the tree just to get up in my zone
I don't wanna talk I just wanna be alone
Alone with the beats and I let the words flow
The weed in my system got shit moving slow
I put in the time and im really trying to grow
Yo girl in my section so come and get your hoe



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Writer(s): Caleb Filicko
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