Seven Days ft. Kevin Allen & Brookfield Duece Lyrics

It take whole lot of grace

You ain't regular

Never seen a face so

Elegant

All in ya space

I'm a veteran

Let me get a taste

That's excellent

I've been on the go so negligent

(Yeah)

Trying to find time lately

But at the same time

We got time

Don't rush a thing

Tucked off imma slide

I can tell you been lied to

I know you can't trust a thing

That's so un fortunate

Can't force it if

It ain't meant to be

If it's hard for you

Then what it is for me

I'm never on the fence

I'm probably off the tree

Like ornament

I might charge a fee

I was born for this

Seven days a week

There I go sliding again

This time I might not make it again

I put it on and get wavy again

There go door, is you riding again?

Nah I ain't perfect

But I am worth it

More than the surface

Chicken at Churches

Running the street

You got some trauma

Don't know how to heal

Could never be real

Between you and me

Why does LA feel so far the rich

Strike got a light

Fake names at the ritz

Duece wired me his last

Said bro don't trip

Who knew we would turn up the bay like this

Teen in my hear

Big P this yo year

Let's get married at the bank right quick

This ain't no lick

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