Mack Briel - Number 7 Lyrics

3.5 just to help me sleep, You know I miss that girl, she be bring me peace
You ran it up once, you can do it twice
You wanna be a boss, you gotta pay the price
Still makin' plays off a iPhone

Still can't believe that my guy's gone
Tryna stay focused, keep my mind strong
I just hope that you feel me and you can sing along
I'm tryna write my wrongs , they still say wrong

If I get the drop right now, skeem gon' tag along
Everyday's final mission just to make it home
Gettin' fly and takin' trips, that's the shit I'm on
I still go to showells , get a number seven

Police station right there, I still got my weapon
All these rumors in the air, they ain't do shit to me
If a nigga still alive, just know they caught the plea
If rap don't work, I'm goin' to the trap

F*ck flippin' burgers, I'ma flip a pack
Rap so good, they say I'm spittin' crack
If I hit it once, you know I can't double back
Feel like Trey Songz, let them know my name

Then I fall back and go smoke snake exotic
1-800-what's in your wallet
1-800-what's in your pocket
What's in your pocket