Smoke Dza - Game 7 lyrics

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[Hook]

First of the month package straight

Kicks is new my rent is late

Fished is brewed need some shit today

I pray to God I'm a flip away

[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]

Work is moving slow, bitches on my back

Cable about to get cut off and you busy talkin' bout rap

Waiting for the next tour to get a ? off that

But till then you niggas know where I'm at, real rap

I wear no tee with some bulbs, came back

Paid five months worth of bills like I got it off a show

Real life I got it off the blow, however you

Lookin' at it its the same shit though

Bank rolls, word to my marijuana

Mary Jane is a sneaky little bitch, Colombiana

Get a nigga rich comin' straight from the farmers

Put 'em with my men and sell 'em both to the corner

Like they on time out but watch for patrolers in time out

And don't be too thirsty to broadcast them dimes out

Go hard or get the fuck off the floor, game seven shit nigga

Say no more

Twelvy Verse

Yo, I always been a hustle-a

Cool wit all my customer’s

Young nigga old soul

All the junkies fuck wit cha

Cooking up some shit to make my whole block bubble up

All the way trill like the real nigga ?

Shout to Yamborghini, nigga stevie to the ev, to the asap

Niggas better greet me when they see me

With the two fingers, throw it up

Serving feins folded bucks

World gave me hell so I couldn’t give more fucks

Look at how i’m showing up and showing out

Purple smoke blowing out

Goon witta gold mouth

Trappin out a loan house

Barri get them hoes out, Relli get the moles out

We gone take the old route

This what harlem known bout

Get it with the x or the moley

Even worst go to work on the worst

Thats a body ??

Body after body is here

Approach the lobby wit fear

Fuck the world i’m catching homi’s this yearExplain