732 Lyrics

Letterman's man you not no felon man

Certification or verification

In one nation

Everyone entitled proclamations

Free speech but it was free three

Cuz niggas get locked up for worse greedy

Burn Liam's body

After I dismember with a shotty

I hope in prison he a pocket bitch thottie

She make me hot toddy get on sloppy

My third eye ain't awoken but this view a birds eye

Vegetables in the stir fry

I hate peas but my girl said I got eat healthy

Health is wealth and I been jack broke

Skin clear wash off African black soap

La Roache Po Say

What can I say

Eat french la bise

Que

Mexican dances soiree

In masquerade

They always fuck with you after you blow like grenade

It's the 732

It's the 732

It's the 732

It's the 732

It's the 732

I had to switch it up

Number 11

If I'm up then I'm falling from heaven

Level up like it's marvel I'm Kevin

With these sins imma need more than 7

They yo boys so who is you fending

In the stars I'm high as McKellen

I'm wearing a mask

No Task

Mastering all of this just like my craft

It's getting cheesy I'm all in her back

Carry two jewels they hang from the sack

I'm making movies because I adapt

I couldn't be one and done just like that

Niggas don't know me and I know it cause nigga I didn't even know myself

Fiddled with books with titled self help

I had to get my off dusty lil shelf

Realize the mind is all bout self wealth

Took out the core lil bitch you can melt

Ask a grilled cheese how that bitch just felt

Stuck in this green like I play for the Celts

I had to play with the cards that was dealt

Fucking with me like a ghost you just felt

Giving you chills like the ice in yo throat

DKNY for a fashionable coat

I like it vintage need 45 colt

Number 11

If I'm up then I'm falling from heaven

Level up like it's marvel I'm Kevin

With these sins imma need more than 7

They yo boys so who is you fending

In the stars I'm high as McKellen

Impossible you really no felon

If you reading this guess there's no tellin

Zaza and runts is you sellin

Think you a man boy nigga you Melvin

I hit from the back so she yelling

I stay with the K just like Kelvin

This that new from the K who you telling

Subtract all that bullshit you selling

Divide all the pie for my brethren

Add a couple of jawns and they 7s

They might be mid but the head on 11