7/11

(Brandon, you made this?)

I'm sorry momma, I ain't pulling over, they gon' have to catch me, ay
High as fuck, told the driver to stop at 7-11, ay
Had to cut some people out my life, so I can elevate
I know they hating, but fuck it, let 'em hate, they ain't shit anyway

Losing ain't no option, we make money, flip the profit, ay
Niggas ain't on shit, they know what's up, we pull up poppin' it
You said what you said, can't take it back, no way of stopping it
Just fucking on another nigga bitch, I feel unstoppable

I was broken once before, but no, I can't go back again
Yeah, I fucked her once before, I swear I won't go back again
I got a dollar, bro, get 50 cent, we not like many men
Ran up my money, now it's funny, look around, got plenty friends

I'ma be dead when this shit over, got racks all in the sofa
Keep that blackout with me, I ain't missing shit 'cause I be sober
My heart got a lil' colder, this V8 in my motor
Spin the block, lil' mama tryna give me top, I'm losing focus

I'm sorry, mama, I ain't pulling over, they gon' have to catch me, ay
High as fuck, told the driver to stop at 7-11, ay
Had to cut some people out my life, so I can elevate
I know they hating, but fuck it, let 'em hate, they ain't shit anyway

I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one
I got 99 problems, getting rich ain't one
Fast cars, yeah, you know I'm tryna get somethin' done
I gotta win 'cause taking L's, yeah, that shit ain't fun

Niggas come around, act like they love you when they want your spot
I'm a boss, I can't beef with niggas when I call the shots
I put all my people in position if I win or not
Where I am from, where I came from, I really did a lot

That Bentley truck OTW, can't fall in love with you
Mama crib paid off, bank account comfortable
Brand-new whip, 2022, that was just somethin' to do
Heartbroke kid, but I'm feeling fucking wonderful

I'm sorry, mama, I ain't pulling over, they gon' have to catch me, ay
High as fuck, told the driver to stop at 7-11, ay
Had to cut some people out my life, so I can elevate
I know they hating, but fuck it, let 'em hate, they ain't shit anyway

I'm sorry, mama, I ain't pulling over, they gon' have to catch me, ay
High as fuck, told the driver to stop at 7-11, ay
Had to cut some people out my life, so I can elevate
I know they hating, but fuck it, let 'em hate, they ain't shit anyway



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Writer(s): Trey Davis, Benjamin Hubble, Brendan Paul
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