7 O'Clock in Boston (feat. Harry Adams)

7 O'clock in Boston
Yawing, I need a coffee
Feeling this way too often
Pushing off all my problems
Copping it if I want to
Shrooms and marijuana
I don't want no problems
Rubix is how I solve them
7 O'clock in Boston
Yawing, I need a coffee
Feeling this way too often
Pushing off all my problems
Copping it if I want to
Shrooms and marijuana
I don't want no problems
Rubix is how I solve them

Grateful for another day
Lately I been feeling some other way
Caught up in the rat race not my place
Make you say cheese just to get a plate
Bout to start charging for a flat rate
Came a long from a fat face
Came a long from the flat, mate
Came long a way it's insane how I twang when I sing and I rap upon the page
Can't relate stayed up late tweak a flow just to gain a play
Tweaking hoes won't stay in lanes
They attracted to the blang
Tweaking woes won't stay in place
They attracted to the bang
Love the opera load the chopper watch it sing
Hit the blunt go space hit the race like Tay-K, uh yeah
Rapping about shit that I actually know
Go talk with Juice he's my actual clone
Shoutout the bros
Shoutout my guys
Shout out my n*****
And shoutout my sisters
Shoutout bitches
Shoutout my liver I'm getting more twisted
Shut-out my kinfolk I really don't listen
Shoutout my myself cuz I stick to the mission
Shoutout my fans to the ones that can feel it
Aye
You know what the deal is

Laugh my ass off LMAO oh you funny dude
Mask off, I'm Donnie Darko with the bunny suit
Ever since a youngin' dude
I've been making money moves
Cross 'em up, step back, hit the three like one, two
Early celebration, they all knew I'd make it
All my nights are golden like Vegas, face it
Ya'll hoes are basic
Yeah you do shit basically
I get freaky with it, hit it upside-down, Stranger Things
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Shorty give me toothless,
Coming for my thrown, stab me in the back like Brutus
Es tu brute, sweet creme brûlee
Baby give me smelly cat, Phoebe Buffet
I just want that Monica, yeah we friends with benefits
Shorty with the white tail trying to buck like venison
That's a dear, doe, you're being weird, bro
Diamonds up on everything, karats in my earlobe



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Writer(s): Harry Adams
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