Seven

By 7Pm

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This is holy matrimony, great tracks & the one & only

I'm Sonning these Niggas, so I got 2 S/O 2 Sconie

He always said I could achieve, the unrealistic shit I see in my dreams

Refocus my team, & control their schemes

When U got it sewed up, U see who dismantle your seams

It's not hard as it seems

U just got 2 be real with yourself

Act like a bitch, cause she ain't gone deal with the help

Much love 2 michelle pffifer, & the ones that have fun

Make sure U don't fight her, I damn near lifed one

Didn't say U can't like her, Powder blue Diva gear - Alot of pink ice her

Just don't wife her

I just can't worry, Leo DiVinci with the picture that I'd paint Maury

Return my snow flurry, I'm big business, gain Capitol no merger

On a Private jet with a lot of Jen Sterger

Brett Favre when I touchdown, make your advance by breakfast

Fuck what's 4 lunch now, I been eating with 2 much style

The price was right, & I am the clutch vowel

That's word 2 King Pilla, or Dr. 7

& prescriptions I keep filling

The center of attention, move dreams & keep my pivot

Make deals 4 my entourage, spinoff when they keep Piven

Still searching 4 my Sloan, or a devastating diva

That I can call my own, not worried bout who she's servicing

New school but old fashioned, & I'm not one of them nervous men

Both home by 2, at 5 we'll turn it in, that's being conservative

Good nights pass sunrise, I'm Mr Morning Murder it!!!

Early bird gets the worm, this rare species been left the nest

Aquafresh before the zest, math test with no rest

Hit the streets before the rest, then I work from a desk

I'm CEO, - so the best writer's the 1 who wrote the check

It's fuck you, pay me - kiss my ass & no peck

Cook up dope muzik, they investigate like I sold sets

The takeover, which market we gone control next

If I ain't the King, I'm the one who sits in the thrones pest

7 on the devil level, Pilla known 4 Hella spitting

I'll lead my team 2 the green, without cigarillo splitting

Sophisticated hustler, the next voice of the ghetto listen

*No more rocks, M3 the new Roc* - now the block is television

The revolution, has never been televised

Precise With execution, now it's nothing U can tell the guys

Love 2 the boosters down with the movement, & keep us Hella fly

Our evolution off the wall, we the shit - why tell a fly

The hits got em addicted, some brick like they selling pies

Now G carefree & Cheeks living a stellar life

R.I.P Steve Jobs

Soon they'll see we needed him like heaves need hard

This the hand we were dealt, Why did he leave these cards

4 Cayla's paper I hustle, MC & need 3 jobs

Time is $$$, I'll spend every second with it

HomeGrown like D. Rose, #1 from the second city

I said I could do it, even when some suggest I didn't

Confessed 2 being the best, that got rest acquitted

From my start, I advised those other guys 2 quit it

Some despise, pray 4 my demise - but want buy my lyrics

This *Ghost* got *Swayze*, I'm worth more - no appraisal

No longer local - tops in the Nation, I'm So Amazing

That's word 2 our intro at Simeon

& the words people utter after tracks they hear me on

I'm top flight, got the game in my carry on

Crib full of bad bitches, whole house stuffing dereons

After a life filled with haters, I now see what they're really on

Can't stand that Son is shining, but really they fear the Don

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