7 Days a Week

Yuh Me and my nigga Renpaul Was on the way to tha studio And cuhz had that, um That Wiz and Currency mixtape in the tape deck The CD changer And I heard this beat, I'm like, "What tha fuck?" Yap! You know, only thought it's right for my fifty-eight thousand leage Shit, here we go like this Look, um Seven days a week Seven different freaks But I got tired o' fuckin' hoes So I just smoke and count my cheese Watchin' Godfather, leather couches, flat-screens I say I'm on this marathon, she asked me "What does that mean?" Ain't no puff and pass, please Roll yo own and I'll do tha same, girl Get on that Marlon Brando and stop tryin' to pick my brain Yo boyfriend is a lame, that's why you not used to this game And if you lookin' for me, I'll be first class on a plane Ixnay my landin' gear 'cause I don't need no runway My final destination is a cloud, it's a one-way Fuckin' with them streets, ain't no stranger to this gunplay But now I eat these beats, and I don't never take a lunch break Back to back Swisher Sweets, never on no sober shit Post-traumatic stress, I feel like that's what I'm coppin' with So I smoke the best, impossible not to notice this 30,000 feet up, across the Atlantic Ocean With a pack of swishers rolled, and a box that I ain't even open yet I'm tryin' to live my life, so when it's over I got no regrets The keys to success Multiply what you approach it with Got to roll the dice, for the first time that you can go legit Seize the oppertunity, believe and take control of it Then get on yo marathon and grind it 'til it's over with Napa Valley Dolce, my cup runneth over with My trunk is in my roof ay You know who you rollin with Hussle (Hussle) I know a place we can go Where you can be yo self, and you ain't gotta worry And we ain't gotta rush, 'cause we not in no hurry You can't be afraid to let go You gotta let go of yo self, but you ain't gotta worry 'Cause this gon' take some time, but we not in no hurry Fifty-eight thousand This marathon continues