7 Rings Lyrics

Oh yea yea yea

Oh yea yea yea

7 rings on me got me feeling like Brady

Married to the game so you know you can't play me

I don't need drugs, I'm naturally faded

Made my own path, every brick I laid it

Taking my time, just as long as I finish

Been quite a while, but I getting to the business

Leaving at all my haters looking bitter like a Guinness

Stretching and flipping that work like a gymnast

Clapping ya bitch up, ain't leaving no witness

All I know how to do's give out my passion

Living in worlds where these people be jackin

But I'm so hot wit my shit, so not me

Niggas wanna rob in the hood like Loxley

Ice and sticks, shit looking like hockey

But I rather box, make hits like Ali

Can't help the fact that I'm so cocky

Gunna for the top, won't settle for the top 3

Didn't fall under peer pressure on the Molly

Didn't die when I got dropped on the concrete

Scar on the back of my head just to prove it

Could've kilt that man, but I didn't due it

Just kilt his pockets, and put it in music

Most rappers lying to you in they music

Acting hard, like these niggas really killas

When playing it smart and stacking ya bread up is realer

I look at the GOAT when I steer in the mirror

I start pandemic, my shit getting illa

Them niggas who hated are all starting to feel us

But they woulda been lit, if they knew the real us

Yea

Topic of the conversation they saying you know that it's still us

Uh, the vibe looking it

You know that I'm it

Swear that I'm next

Loaded up them Jets

Head to the west

Hit up yea bish

Go on a trip

Smokin a clip

Yea

Might take a dip, but you know that I'm up

Stubborn as fuck, so it's stuck when it's up

Y'all got caterpillars up in ya gut

Scared to do this work and make all the bucks

90 percent work, the rest of its luck

Doing this dirt, but I'm coming out clean

Solo Dolo Toso, don't gotta team

Lights these joints like I'm stuck in a dream

Use to be rude, got me feeling like Scrooge

Sliding on it like, like she playing some luge

Calling her Chevy, cuz she love to Cruz

Hit it good now she getting attached

Chill on it, this ain't no regular batch

Only smoking over 30 percent

Said that she's tryna quit smoking for lent

I can feel it, ain't no point in regrets

I just toke it cuz it's calming the stress

Feeling Godly, cuz he got me so blessed

Momma thinking that my life is a mess

But I'm doing what I'm supposed do

Spilling pain in that vocal booth

Roll joints, fire it up

Making joints, fire it up

Like Brady, I'm fired up

7 rings on me got me feeling like Brady

Married to the game so you know you can't play me

I don't need drugs, I'm naturally faded

Made my own path, every brick I laid it

Taking my time, just as long as I finish

Been quite a while, but I getting to the business

Leaving at all my haters looking bitter like a Guinness

Stretching and flipping that work like a gymnast