777
Only so young till you wake up
Only so young till you wake up
Only so young till you wake up
Gma just turned 77
Damn bro hope we make it to heaven
Eyes in the stars im a killer
Yeah
Im a rich young nigga
G4 jet dream mama im a winner
Hope i make it back for dinner
Repent for all your crimes cuz you a sinner
Why you acting like you better
Nigga you is bitter
Writing up these letters
Save it for the publisher
Think of all the headers
Do you still remember
Back when it was better
High school days rolling round with all my niggas
Never was a care about how cold it be december
But now im getting older and my grandma getting tender
If you know me know the members
Membership handout come here and get rendered
Reading on a kindle
Studying through winter
Writing all my rhymes all the time im feeling cinders
Fire hot stretch marks man be on a swivel
If you wanna talk to me than baby say a little
Or maybe say a lot i cant tell you how im feeling
Baby these my demons
Never are the leaving
Deal with all my seasons
Deal with all my pain
Watch me as im leaving
Stop me from mistakes
I know that im crazy but baby never say
That you hating
Never tell me that you hate what im making
Show me all that love that you promised for you break it
Shawty why you hate me
Ive been through a lot
777 aint no luck inside the spot
I just pulled off skrted off the lot
Gma hope you here when i make it to the top
Hope i get to dress in the fashion you don't got
Stars in our futures so we darker than the sky
Darker than the sky solar eclipse missed it
Damn bitch why you jokin round bout my misses
I aint going back where i was hurt learned my lessons
Watch me change the world im a nigga from the trenches
Young nigga raised East New York for the tensions
Learned about them envy ass niggas in the mentions
Meantime im just stacking up for the day i get dementia
Only so young till you wake up
Only so young till you wake up
Only so young till you wake up
Only so young till you wake up
Only so young till you wake up
Gma just turned 77
Damn bro hope we make it to heaven
Eyes in the stars im a killer
Yeah
Im a rich young nigga
G4 jet dream mama im a winner
Hope i make it back for dinner
Repent for all your crimes cuz you a sinner
Why you acting like you better
Nigga you is bitter
Writing up these letters
Save it for the publisher
Think of all the headers
Do you still remember
Back when it was better
High school days rolling round with all my niggas
Never was a care about how cold it be december
But now im getting older and my grandma getting tender
If you know me know the members
Membership handout come here and get rendered
Reading on a kindle
Studying through winter
Writing all my rhymes all the time im feeling cinders
Fire hot stretch marks man be on a swivel
If you wanna talk to me than baby say a little
Or maybe say a lot i cant tell you how im feeling
Baby these my demons
Never are the leaving
Deal with all my seasons
Deal with all my pain
Watch me as im leaving
Stop me from mistakes
I know that im crazy but baby never say
That you hating
Never tell me that you hate what im making
Show me all that love that you promised for you break it
Shawty why you hate me
Ive been through a lot
777 aint no luck inside the spot
I just pulled off skrted off the lot
Gma hope you here when i make it to the top
Hope i get to dress in the fashion you don't got
Stars in our futures so we darker than the sky
Darker than the sky solar eclipse missed it
Damn bitch why you jokin round bout my misses
I aint going back where i was hurt learned my lessons
Watch me change the world im a nigga from the trenches
Young nigga raised East New York for the tensions
Learned about them envy ass niggas in the mentions
Meantime im just stacking up for the day i get dementia
Only so young till you wake up
Only so young till you wake up
Only so young till you wake up
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Writer(s): Jabez Munoz-pujols
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