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24/7 - pretty pe$o lyrics

[chorus?]
(mm)
always wake up late, i been smokin’, i don’t pass it
police on my ass, i been smokin’ out in traffic
pourin’ up the liquor, alcohol, i think i’m a basset
callin’ up my phone, tryna get a [four?] (oww, mm*mm*mm*m)
i been noddin’ off my ass, i been drinkin’ for the past— ([?]), i been lookin’ for a bag and i been lookin’ for my past ([let’s go?])
i don’t know, sh*t, i don’t know, baby, sh*t, i don’t know (oww, mm*mm*mm*m)
figure that sh*t out for yourself

[verse]
comin’ through the back, i got shooters on his ass ([?])
i’m a artist, smokin’ gas
[?] flock, we smokin’ thrax
call my telephone, try to set me up but i can’t get involved
animal, lock me up, yeah, i’m a dog, oh, sh*t
lock me up in chains, yo, i just want a bronco
all these hoes identical, i swear it be the same ho
f*ck sh*t, i been on some f*ck sh*t, she call me a [f*ck*kid?]
i might cause a ruckus, i might shoot a function, shoot my opp full of answer
shakin’ that ass like a dancer
white b*tch pull my pants up
i promise, i won’t cuff her
know your plug [?] his ass, so you buy from
takin’ your b*tch back to my [pad?], my asylum
call me crazy, yeah, i know
try to match my dialect, i promise we can’t get along
we can’t get along
tell me what i’m on, shorty, i been on my own
sayin’, “f*ck it, do no wrong”
it’s double cup, [feel no?] [?]
i cannot promise, won’t go wrong
only rollin’ with the [raws?] and mix the reefer with the rock
want my [?]? need a [boss?]?
she call my phone, i’m at the [marsh?]
sh*t, there’s police at the bar lookin’ for me, god of war
put your brothers in the morgue, roll him up, we smokin’ [?]
[slide on?] another, but i pour a [four?], i’m leavin’ mags outside the door
crossing names up off my list, i put a x and grab the torch
cannot trust a single b*tch, i choke these hoes out, no remorse
[chorus]
telephone singin’, singin’ like my mother whippin’ breakfast in the kitchen
raisin’ kids for a livin’
detached, i’m always there, probably why i’m sinnin’
smokin’ all this gas, that b*tch got me in a ditch (oww, mm*mm*mm*m)
i been rappin’ for a sec, i been hustlin’ for a minute
try to shoot me down, but i just got up, god is witness (ooh, ooh, oww, mm*mm*mm*m)

[outro]
ayy ([?])
alright
f*ck sh*t, i been on some f*ck sh*t, f*ck a b*tch for fun
sh*t, my mama said, “don’t cuff sh*t”
i been runnin’ fast, block a b*tch ho on some dumb sh*t
what she callin’ for? tryna get up on some nonsense
locked up in my car, smokin’ gas on some bum sh*t
it was like the flash from the camera when i caught them
we was shootin’ automatics fast while we caught them

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