DAY VII ft. CChop Lyrics

I got blood on my hands but the sink been workin great, I

Touched down, tryna learn the chemistry to make time

Been haulin ass fast, fuck a crash and a state line

Cuz stateside, I break minds, or get em out the way, why?

Niggas never played the same game and they keep coachin

When they can't approach it niggas reproach it

When they can take jokes, niggas tweets open

When they can't take votes, niggas keep jokin

When they can't play ghosts, niggas make faces

When they can't make more, niggas keep poaching

My opinion is that all these niggas speak bogus, can't substantiate hate but lame niggas keep hoping

The answer to it never been inside a screen, the sight to see's they think behind a site that they can hide from me

Behind the scenes, your DNA got bitch inside the cytosine, and paired with G, the seam gon split, it all read like a sigh to me

Or like a sign to me to steer clear of near fears and niggas takin time from me

Niggas in the way of everything I see it's time to be

The hero in the building even if you niggas lie to me and I ain't gotta die to see, cuz

I'll be inside until the spring

If you hit the phone with no bread, mine won't even ring

Made a classic out the hotel, I don't even sing

Gave these niggas all my hopes, now, I don't even dream, I

Worked myself to the bones without a team

Built a squad of all my best friends, now, I keep it clean

Look to God amid the stress, He tryna speak to me

Keep Him close through any test, I'll fly by any means, uh

Keep Him close through any test, I'll fly by any means, yeah

Out the window, Malcolm X, I'll fire at anything

What should we all give?

When will the world change?

Who know the best here? Wait, that was the first game

Had us in the first half, you had to feel the work strain

Verses be reverse math, feel like you picked the worst lane

Till it pay back, ignoring when the blade at ya

It could take much, but how much do it take after?

What we give touch souls from how it touched us but let a nigga slip from the fantasy then it's fuck us

Track one was the mindset

Track two was the future

Track three was the wounds, and

Track four was the sutures

Track five, indignation

Track six what we make it

Track VII, I won't miss, sounds resound in the statement

I'll reside in the places that winding time doesn't make it

Winding down as I say this, the price of the pain is greatness

Winding path to the top doesn't end if you grow complacent

So we don't wait in place, half the worth of the wait is pacing

I'll be inside until the spring

If you hit the phone with no bread, mine won't even ring

Made a classic out the hotel, I don't even sing

Gave these niggas all my hopes, now, I don't even dream, I

Worked myself to the bones without a team

Built a squad of all my best friends, now, I keep it clean

Look to God amid the stress, He tryna speak to me

Keep Him close through any test, I'll fly by any means, yeah

Charlie chopped it up