24.7blessed1ne & 24.7ru - YNL Lyrics

On my way to da top ain no stoppin shit
Dis glock in my pocket im poppin it
Takeoff like a migo on a rocketship
Put my pride on my shoulders no cocky shit
Bullets big as a puck on sum hockey shit
Dont run down on da gang yea dey knockin shit
Im juh tryna be better than yesterday
Stretch a buck like jabari i made a way
I keep missin my shots when i fadeaway
Couple losses damn near took my heart away
24 to da 7 da harder way
Too much weight on me lord take da pain away
Since a youngin Been On Sum solid shit
Everyday On The block we popin shit
This glock in pocket Stay on coutius Bitch
Sorry mama I come from tragedies
40 on me nigga no jackin me
Lose Alot Brothers that was Tragedy
Keep Da Glockeiz on Me why you Taxing Me
Keep a-lot of shootas yea they'll wack for Free
Counting Blue faxes yea am Go Thur em
Roll A leaf then I brainstorm
Thinking bout my niggas dead gone
Free my Brother yea yea he coming home
If youn got yo pistol on u boy you know dead meat
50 shots in da stick put his ass 6 feet
I ain't talkin shit nigga Real shit real me
Call Up Ru yea he'll sweep da Whole street
Drip so hard got the racks now
Big dog nigga better pipe down
Got yo bitxh with me trying to bite down
40 with me call it lights out
24.7
On my way to da top ain no stoppin shit
Dis glock in my pocket im poppin it
Takeoff like a migo on a rocketship
Put my pride on my shoulders no cocky shit
Bullets big as a puck on sum hockey shit
Dont run down on da gang yea dey knockin shit
Im juh tryna be better than yesterday
Stretch a buck like jabari i made a way
I keep missin my shots when i fadeaway
Couple losses damn near took my heart away
24 to da 7 da harder way
Too much weight on me lord take da pain away
All of dis shit turn a boy to a man
F*cked up n broke had to switch up my plan
Trappin n shit turn a 5 to a half
Split it n count it like we doin math
7.62 leave em dead wea he stand
Pop dat luh pussy i beat it like micheal
Niggas like bitches always on dey cycle
I keep a stick im insured juh like geico
24.7 some shit ima die for
I got luh Mon in da yo he gone go fa me
Smoke in da air so i keep dat stick close to me
Real as it get ain't no nigga approachin me
Workin so hard fa dis shit i cant go to sleep
F*ck on ya bitch ima stroke her to jodeci
Floatin n geekin im on a perc n a bean
Please do not play dis shit ain what it seem
I know sum shit i cant tell i done seen
Hop out wit da team we f*ck up da lean
Precise wit da beam the f*ck do you mean
Dis shit is a dream n im faded
Mind on a milli youngin thinkin bout paper
On my way to da top ain no stoppin shit
Dis glock in my pocket im poppin it
Takeoff like a migo on a rocketship
Put my pride on my shoulders no cocky shit
Bullets big as a puck on sum hockey shit
Dont run down on da gang yea dey knockin shit
Im juh tryna be better than yesterday
Stretch a buck like jabari i made a way
I keep missin my shots when i fadeaway
Couple losses damn near took my heart away
24 to da 7 da harder way
Too much weight on me lord take da pain away