Rocky II

I'm gonna put you to sleep
Seven days of the week
Seven days of the week
Your future's looking bleak
Seven days of the week
Seven days of the week
I'm gonna put you to sleep
Seven days of the week

Still beating shit up like I'm Rocky
Except I'm getting more cocky
Get in fights like it's hockey
But I never was a jockey
I got myself sounding like I'm drugged out
So weird how you can change the way your voice sounds
I've been through hell like a motherfucking hellhound
And I've done a lot of wrong so I'm probably hell bound

I remember when I lived out on seventh
I was never sad 'till I reached age eleven
Feeling out of place like I was eleven
Not religious but I hope you gone to heaven
Yeah I hope you gone to heaven

Yeah hope you gone to heaven
I hope you gone to heaven
I hope you gone to heaven bitch

I'm gonna put you to sleep
Seven days of the week
Seven days of the week
Your future's looking bleak
Seven days of the week
Seven days of the week
I'm gonna put you to sleep
Seven days of the week

Leaving me to go to him, that's a fucking rebound
Make a three-pointer Michael Jordan with the rebound
Know when I drop this they gonna love the way the beat sound
Hoping that this get me out the motherfucking background
I've been rapping so fast they should call me Denzel
If they ask me how I been, imma tell them been well
But in reality that's not how I been felt
I'm a champ like Rocky I'm gonna need that fucking belt

Wanna be done with the violence
Only speaking in silence
But if you sick like a virus
It'll only be righteous

I'm gonna put you to sleep
Seven days of the week
Seven days of the week
Your future's looking bleak
Seven days of the week
Seven days of the week
I'm gonna put you to sleep
Seven days of the week



Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Langebartels
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