Baseman - From the 7th lyrics
(Baseman) Hey, I'll be with them n***as from the 7th If I see a paigon I'm draw for my weapon If man see feds you know I gotta keep it stepping I'm making money with my n***as from the 7th x2 (R1) Getting money from the highs and lows There is never no ending Tell my n***a skrt on the right See the feds behind on a next ting Counting up so much racks Then I went to get the olders on the ends pissed Now they are watching how man is flexing I put n***as online, to get bread in Ain't got more p's then your age and Your talking about bricks and your old Are you listening I was out their with the gorillas and the monkeys Tryana slack something from the system What's that n***a with the big lip Now the chicks wanna s** on this kid 18k gold diamonds and they are glistening European cars that these jezzy wanna step in Explain to my g what I step Broke n***as talking about s**ing Should of been in church repenting Instead I have to cut 5 figures worth of pebbling b**hes say I got no manners Told my yg's go an go bang it Still out here handling d** wars Been OT running up them dumb f*ggots n***a don't panic (Niro) Uhhhh Riding on the other side two car convoy Uhhhh Slapping that sweet tune when we run up On them boys Uhhhh No fireworks little n***a mind that skeng noise Uhhhh You better Forest Gump when that mashen pumps Z's and B's came in lumps Break it all down then I send that cunch No need for them scales Man I stretch them packs Mind where you trap when I run up on traps Red bottom baby that's right on my creps Seppe, Stepes all from Z's Courtesy for 6 I was banging up I was banging up pebs Rule 5 figa n***a pay some respect (Baseman) Hey, I'll be with them n***as from the 7th If I see a paigon I'm draw for my weapon If man see feds you know I gotta keep it stepping I'm making money with my n***as from the 7th x2 (Prezzy) My know my stylo, versace, moschino Done 12 Z's last wekk put them boggers on my fets I don't even know the name of them I just know that they are straight for rent Them n***as with me they are are straight hitters In them fitted jeans they are straight k**ers I'll be with them n***as from the 7th Black skully, black tracky, black weapon Bare corn in your strip when I step in I'll try hit your favourite rapper with then western I chased my man with the broom If I step you got to clear the room Got these next rappers tryana cat mans name Ask Trapz how we ruck up these lames Your not in the field stop lying You ain't trapping, you ain't grinding You no dash corn, You don't dodge corn stop lying All my n***as get that gwop Get packs and put them upsa Get racks and stacks them upsa Got the long ting looking like whoa (Snizzy) It's Snizzy Never been the type to boast All my n***as ride the most Really on the opp block lurking In a convoy full of Germans p**y n***as talking like they are wid it Get caught lacking, You ain't throwing up no 6's All my real g's know that I got em Same day ones cause he started from the bottom If my n***a say he stack he stacks Put your hand on my son everything is getting whacked E7, I'm ride for that but they wanna catch me at the lights Just like pac, really on sight n***as just like that We've been shooting on n***as and then don't ride back It's like p**y n***a scared of revenge When it's time to ride out I ain't waiting on friends I get busy on my ones n***as pay there respect Free my hitter Mizzy always had the glizzy on deck I'll be with my n***as from real 7 Forest Gate that's E7 n***as know when my g's steeping no g checking They already (Baseman) I'll be with my n***as from the 7th