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Wonder Why Video (MV)




Performed By: 7evensofuego
Length: 3:28
Written by: Kenneth Strader




7evensofuego - Wonder Why Lyrics




They want my support
But it's crazy to me

They won't show no support
If it comes with a fee

How humble of me
I've stopped rapping
So you could eat

But never will we
Ever stop

Moving our feet
My nigga
Here we go

Yeah
Ho

This cruel worlds tryna take my soul
Ho

NO

I can't lose control of you & I

They gon let me die
Then call it suicide

I won't let go
Of you & I

They all on me

I wonder why

I Wonder why they don't support me
Better not approach me when you see the drip

I see all of y'all

Y'all really fake on video
Like CGI CLIPS

Tryna find bliss in apocalypse

Stop watching us
You ain't stopping us

I'm bound to bust
At cho Acura

Acting up
Why you ain't backing up

Never have you niggas been fast enough
To throw me off balance
I'm backing up
To take 2 steps forward

To f*ck you up
I'm bucking up
You ain't pumped enough
Too inhuman
Homologous

I think I need the pain
Ain't tough enough

You don't seem to gain
When you love enough

You ain't thug enough
What is thug enough

F*ck my bitch she acting up

F*ck her when she acting up

All my niggas packing up

All you niggas strap it up
The half of yea
About to be a massacre

The underdogs about to get after ya
To find the truth
Back to Africa

No interludes
Dawg we've slacked enough

Whoo

Niggas ain't impressive to me
Actually, ye might be excessive to me
Probably, ya dress is on the dresser with weed (Pussy)

Don't you give questions to me
My nigga

F*ck this 9-5 bitch
F*ck this 9-5

We gon make it live (rich)
We gon make it live

When it's time to slide bitch
Know it's time to slide

I be chilling with my slim
We be scheming all the time

I just gotta go an extra mile

Niggas be acting all desperate now

Never me
I can't stress it out
I gotta work it out
Or I'm gonna drown

These dirt ball hoes
Gon put you down

Own yo shit
Im bossin now

You flossin now?
Boy sit down

Only thing you boss
Is yo dog
"Sit down"

If you want to work
We can talk it out

I don't want yo work
What you talking bout

You needa walk it out
Before you walk without

Yeah I'm from the MID
And from the south

So no

Cleaning out

This dirty mouth
Ole cotton mouth
Shawty smoked me out
Just for the clout
But I hit The dash
To Rehearse my routes
And win with no doubts

Who

You niggas ain't faster than me
How fast could you be
You seem like you lagging to me
You're off the internet
These niggas don't respect you in streets
You haven't heard it yet?
My nigga don't come back to streets
You DONT FIT

Here we go
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They want my support
But it's crazy to me

They won't show no support
If it comes with a fee

How humble of me
I've stopped rapping
So you could eat

But never will we
Ever stop

Moving our feet
My nigga
Here we go

Yeah
Ho

This cruel worlds tryna take my soul
Ho

NO

I can't lose control of you & I

They gon let me die
Then call it suicide

I won't let go
Of you & I

They all on me

I wonder why

I Wonder why they don't support me
Better not approach me when you see the drip

I see all of y'all

Y'all really fake on video
Like CGI CLIPS

Tryna find bliss in apocalypse

Stop watching us
You ain't stopping us

I'm bound to bust
At cho Acura

Acting up
Why you ain't backing up

Never have you niggas been fast enough
To throw me off balance
I'm backing up
To take 2 steps forward

To f*ck you up
I'm bucking up
You ain't pumped enough
Too inhuman
Homologous

I think I need the pain
Ain't tough enough

You don't seem to gain
When you love enough

You ain't thug enough
What is thug enough

F*ck my bitch she acting up

F*ck her when she acting up

All my niggas packing up

All you niggas strap it up
The half of yea
About to be a massacre

The underdogs about to get after ya
To find the truth
Back to Africa

No interludes
Dawg we've slacked enough

Whoo

Niggas ain't impressive to me
Actually, ye might be excessive to me
Probably, ya dress is on the dresser with weed (Pussy)

Don't you give questions to me
My nigga

F*ck this 9-5 bitch
F*ck this 9-5

We gon make it live (rich)
We gon make it live

When it's time to slide bitch
Know it's time to slide

I be chilling with my slim
We be scheming all the time

I just gotta go an extra mile

Niggas be acting all desperate now

Never me
I can't stress it out
I gotta work it out
Or I'm gonna drown

These dirt ball hoes
Gon put you down

Own yo shit
Im bossin now

You flossin now?
Boy sit down

Only thing you boss
Is yo dog
"Sit down"

If you want to work
We can talk it out

I don't want yo work
What you talking bout

You needa walk it out
Before you walk without

Yeah I'm from the MID
And from the south

So no

Cleaning out

This dirty mouth
Ole cotton mouth
Shawty smoked me out
Just for the clout
But I hit The dash
To Rehearse my routes
And win with no doubts

Who

You niggas ain't faster than me
How fast could you be
You seem like you lagging to me
You're off the internet
These niggas don't respect you in streets
You haven't heard it yet?
My nigga don't come back to streets
You DONT FIT

Here we go
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Writer: Kenneth Strader
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