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me - 7pm lyrics

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1st verse:

it’s a grand event, that means plenty grands are spent
feds try to ex us out, 4 shipping & handling

i’m the sh-t, you should pamper this
it’s black & white
i’ve earned my stripes (it’s official)
they’ve stamped me in
just roll with 7, right out the gate
it’s not even gambling

heart of a champion
soul of a hustler
mind of a mogul tho
we grinding they know the songs

i’m high they just overblown
most need pie…
i need provolone
which one are you focused on?

you ain’t think this over holmes
my pockets on overgrown
you pumping to blow a strong???
they pump me to hold the throne

i’m promoting & pumping zones
mud, songs & dumping strong
my home’s pilla’s tower, i’m building to get my money long

illnoyz is the antidote, my free murder & pen is dope
i push the envelope, to bring the end of broke
the structure grows & we developed they’ll feel the folks
elevate my $$$ through the roof, what is a ceiling for

chorus:

i’m not chasing paper, the paper race to me
i’m not hard to find, i make a place the place to be
look light, i’m heavy tho – thats why they brace for me
paced in this money marathon
this ain’t a race for me – nah!!!!

doped-ck (ill flow) leave em sick
its called a bad case of me
this heir is beyond rare
so theres no replacing me

i keep my m’s in the air
now they’re m bracing me
i been making money
money ain’t making me – nah!!!

money ain’t making me… nah!!!
this ain’t a race for me… nah!!!
ain’t no replacing me.. nah!!!

2nd verse:

its never been a paper race
not even a paper chase
you just gotta make some pay
how you live is what makes your pace

the grind is your saving grace
not hustling
why display your face
you ain’t getting money??
attorneys won’t even take your case

choose wisely
your file could be a paperweight
the system could break your safe
the lawyer can make or break your case

you better been baking cakes
my motto is make & take
from state to the lake
& back to harlem
i’m bag checking from place to place

only i can make my fate

thank god he made a great

lil leo
leading lion
wait til they get a taste of me
cabbin laced the beat
ain’t no replacing me
i been making money
money ain’t making me

– 7pm

repeat chorus

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