Cyrus - 7 Living Rooms lyrics

[Verse 1: Cyrus] Give me drums from the bottom we live Don't throw shade at the sun Might get you off of your bizz Please no photos ain't nothing picture perfect My voice so f**ing winded let my light skin do that talking Been cooking up all morning Crack rock in these vocals My music got the kind of tendency to make a drug out of your woman My music got the kind of tendency to bring love out of your woman My music got the kinda sh** that make you want to hit the keyboard start the replay You built a wall keep that sh** like D-day All I make is dollars I don't ever see change Been in the back my whole life I think it's time for me to just make a seat change From a cheap date to overbooking Now half these rappers couldn't be my DJ Used to want to be the f**ing man Found out that life a b**h like to f** all 3 ways (you talking all, all three ways) Its mine to take i'm a chip off the old block All we do is kick doors I ain't ever gon knock I ain't ever gon cop I ain't ever gon mock You can keep that old p**y but she gon want this new co*k I'm feeling under rated you a f**boy pit stop Still f**ing comin' everyone want your taste s** with your bottom feeding a** f** your taste buds Liquor talking let me tell you what I'm a shot caller don't play yourself When that phone ring I pick it up And with one click I'm hanging up Don't want shine for the famous such And your favorite rapper ain't my favorite nothing Matter fact take your favorite rapper and his best verse wouldn't make the cut Don't do rules no regulation Life crash and no invitation Got one team and they specktatin' And the real me finally wakin' up This the one the make my man on the moon Then my world came crashing down Used to want to make my soul far gone and I wrote this in half an hour They dont know no They dont know no no No no They dont know no no They gon know now 2x They werent with with you They werent [Verse 2: Cyrus] I ain't playin with you, you a bench player Get the start they don't bench players When I got signed the tellin' subside Went back to those rolling papers Like how the f** I'm go'n make a record How the f** I'm supposed do that People actually go'n hear this sh** Now I'm thinking that is go'n do that I got people round me go'n run circles round me Tellin' threats without an origami Phourthelove still got production This an on the lake that had all my problems sh** don't add up caught up in a book Why am I the one that had to come from nothing Why am I the one that always late for something Why do I invest these b**hes don't pay for nothing She said that I was like John John Bellion I ain't said no baby no baby Got more bars than phones baby All 3 of em 3 of em best friends got 3 of em Mix tapes got 3 of em Hit songs got 3 on it Next up i'm gon be the one Cold world but I'm heatin up One day I was a certified genius and what the f** you think I been on Officer never off and on Face time with an office legend Like oh no, no, no, no Like oh no, no They don't know no They don't know no no No no They don't know no no They gon know now 2x They weren't with with you They weren't