7 AM
Yeah yeah yeah
Uh, yeah yeah
Aye, yeah yeah yeah
7 in the morning, I'm recording in the lair
Hop in the booth, you know I'm swinging my hair
So much teen spirit, you could smell in the air
She love the way I rock, I be stuck in her ears
And baby we can party if you want to
Think I'm dancing with the devil, who spawned you
Ain't no nigga on my level I'm beyond you
Do all these bitches looking at me ever taunt you
Toxic in my blunt, think I need some new lungs
Ain't no throwing up, bitch the night is still young
She say that I'm cold, but I rap like the sun
They say that I'm old, but I've only just begun
And I told her girl I really can't save you
California baby, marijuana blazer
She the type of girl to put me in danger
Ima hit it but I really can't date her
And they be throwing shade, I dare em say it to my face
If I pull up, they gon' run the other way
Bitch you think you tough, my lil brother gon' spray
For me I know he riding till the end of our days
For me I know my brothers and my niggas, ain't folding
We be burning trees, like we blazed a whole forest
And we got different last names
But we gon' stack it up, we got the same fashion
And we gon' shine, like we share the same passion
And fuck these niggas that gon' say it can't happen
We obtaining everything we never had aye
My heart froze, I wont ever look back aye
7 in the morning, I'm recording in the lair
Hop in the booth, you know I'm swinging my hair
So much teen spirit, you could smell in the air
She love the way I rock, I be stuck in her ears
Uh, yeah yeah
Aye, yeah yeah yeah
7 in the morning, I'm recording in the lair
Hop in the booth, you know I'm swinging my hair
So much teen spirit, you could smell in the air
She love the way I rock, I be stuck in her ears
And baby we can party if you want to
Think I'm dancing with the devil, who spawned you
Ain't no nigga on my level I'm beyond you
Do all these bitches looking at me ever taunt you
Toxic in my blunt, think I need some new lungs
Ain't no throwing up, bitch the night is still young
She say that I'm cold, but I rap like the sun
They say that I'm old, but I've only just begun
And I told her girl I really can't save you
California baby, marijuana blazer
She the type of girl to put me in danger
Ima hit it but I really can't date her
And they be throwing shade, I dare em say it to my face
If I pull up, they gon' run the other way
Bitch you think you tough, my lil brother gon' spray
For me I know he riding till the end of our days
For me I know my brothers and my niggas, ain't folding
We be burning trees, like we blazed a whole forest
And we got different last names
But we gon' stack it up, we got the same fashion
And we gon' shine, like we share the same passion
And fuck these niggas that gon' say it can't happen
We obtaining everything we never had aye
My heart froze, I wont ever look back aye
7 in the morning, I'm recording in the lair
Hop in the booth, you know I'm swinging my hair
So much teen spirit, you could smell in the air
She love the way I rock, I be stuck in her ears
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Writer(s): Isaías Méndez
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