Two 7's ft. TrueCool Lyrics

I-I-I came a long way from sittin' down Two sevens on the hip, that's how I rent my

Town Out the mud, no love for these fuckin' clowns

So even if they hate, I'ma hold it down

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Mama swear one day I'ma make you proud I know I was wild growin' up a young juvenile

Tried to make it to the top without no solid ground

In the streets with a gun, you know what we about

I was thinkin' basic, yeah Tried to make it out the basement, yeah

Told them haters, don't you say shit, yeah We was so eager to spray shit, damn, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I just want the life them rappers rap about I'm in the trenches every day, so what they talkin' bout

I keep a knot like a crimp until I walk it out Run up with a brave heart, make me knock it out

We about that action, yeah Can't hear me, read the caption, yeah

Then we don't do no fuckin' cappin' Like two fingers, we'll get to snappin, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I came a long way from sittin' down

Two sevens on the hip, that's how I rep my town Out the mud, no love for these fuckin' clowns

So even if they hate, I'ma hold it down Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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Around here

We pop out, smoke gas, keep a seven on my hip In case I gotta chase a bag, I'm tryna double up

No trap, I'm talkin' music Spend money, make money, make the haters look stupid

Home city, what the B at? True cool, what's the reflex? Out fast, yeah, we be that

From seven cities, where we be at? Fuck talkin, nigga, where the cheese at

That big bag, we need that I'm the grey wolf, niggas see that

And I'm with the shits, believe that Niggas with the shits

Them unknown shooters don't miss Take a snake head if you hiss

Those niggas want smoke, that loud pack ain't no joke

It's murder, which she wrote, they wanna hold me back

Matter of fact, they want me hurt, they tryna find dirt

Cause they want what I'm worth, all I'm tryna do

Is get my tribe out the struggle, tryna double up

That's where it's at, Nipsey Hussle

I came a long way from sittin' down Two sevens on the hip, that's how I rep my town

Out the mud, no love for these fuckin' clowns So even if they hate, I'ma hold it down

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