Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 7:30 , by - Only The Family. Release date: 30.07.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
7:30 |
| JD on the track… |
| It’s a Leekeleek banga |
| My young niggas go 7:30, these fuck niggas they tryna hurt me |
| This street shit we ain’t worried, like shout out my brother Birdie |
| When you can’t call him bro, can we count up to our money, uh, uh |
| My niggas ain’t bout that ra ra, they gon' do what they say they is |
| Opps be all on my top, that .45, that’s a lemon squeeze |
| See my brother tried to beast, they chapter threes |
| I keep that FN on me, 'cause they want me |
| They say they catch me they gon' do me dirty |
| Two in my head like a Wall jersey |
| Slept in the trenches roaches crawled on me |
| Ain’t like no pictures 'cause my wall’s dirty |
| Had a baby by a bitch who with other turf |
| For Booka do double life for my brother worth |
| They wanna see me die, they see my mother hurt |
| We don’t fall out for no niggas, I put my brother first |
| I’ma take these Percies 'til my stomach burst |
| I lost my cousin, made my stomach hurt |
| And with this fame I kill any nigga wanna see Varney hurt |
| Put my life on the line for niggas who don’t put me first |
| My young niggas go 7:30, these fuck niggas they tryna hurt me |
| This street shit we ain’t worried, like shout out my brother Birdie |
| When you can’t call him bro, can we count up to our money, uh, uh |
| My niggas ain’t bout that ra ra, they gon' do what they say they is |
| Opps be all on my top, that .45 that’s a lemon squeeze |
| See my brother tried to beast, they chapter threes |
| I keep that FN on me, 'cause they want me |
| In my brothers I believe 'em, until the end I guarantee, yeah |
| You got my loyalty indeed, and a couple Glocks if you need them |
| And we gon' stick to the procedure, you got my back and always even |
| We just some vultures they can’t seize us, we go to war for Four Six, uh |
| Only fan, yeah that’s my legion, from the nine you can catch this ether |
| Watch the bullets catch and watch their soul leave 'em |
| Ay boo, they called us creatures, bro they tweakin' |
| They play with me I leave 'em, got some feeders |
| My young niggas go 7:30, these fuck niggas they tryna hurt me |
| This street shit we ain’t worried, like shout out my brother Birdie |
| When you can’t call him bro, can we count up to our money, uh, uh |
| My niggas ain’t bout that ra ra, they gon' do what they say they is |
| Opps be all on my top, that .45, that’s a lemon squeeze |
| See my brother tried to beast, they chapter threes |
| I keep that FN on me, 'cause they want me |