Dp Beats - 7AM lyrics

[Produced by DP Beats, 2DZ Beats, and Lex Luger] [Intro: Uzi & Brittany] I don't think its just the d** talking but I really think this sh** gon' work What you think I don't know, it might But anyways Did you video on instagram? it had me dying But yeahh Don't think I didn't see your Chanel Shoes Hey I think it'll work! Did you fall asleep? Uzi Of course its gon' work And what a lovely morning Uzi, wake your a** up Ay I told that b**h I count my cake, b**h get out my face 45 on my waist, boy get out my way Goyard on my waist, boy you ain't got taste Now I'm getting cake, now your b**h gon' let me [Hook] Like oh god damn, that's the b**h that I want Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts Like 7 AM I was f**ing your love 11 AM, you took that b**h right to brunch Like oh god damn, that's the b**h that I want Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts Like 7 AM I was f**ing your love 11 AM, you took that b**h right to brunch Like oh god damn, that's the b**h that I want Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts Like 7 AM I was f**ing your love 11 AM, you took that b**h right to brunch [Verse 1] Like I lost a lot of friends, but who give a f**? I got the money, now that's all that I want She ate me for lunch, feel like 2Pac I'ma thug Know some crips and bloods Xannies, brought them d** Got a lot of people banking on me Tell me why these n***as always hating on me Coming home, they be waiting on me Like jump off my dick, all that faking homie [Hook] Like oh god damn, that's the b**h that I want Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts Like 7 AM I was f**ing your love 11 AM, you took that b**h right to brunch Like oh god damn, that's the b**h that I want Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts Like 7 AM I was f**ing your love 11 AM, you took that b**h right to brunch [Verse 2] Like f** n***a, like can you leave me lone? Made a million by myself, yeah that be my song Like yeah I rock designer when I'm in my zone Yeah I f**ed your mama, I'm on my VLONE Say I'm higher than a drone, boy you is my clone Your mama a crackhead, I sold that b**h some stones Now these b**hes want me, I feel like I'm Mike Jones 281 330 8004 Catch me lean spilling while I'm lane switching Drop the top, c**aine ceiling Backwood, propaine pilling Say my name in it, now your chain missing Had a lot of friends and a lot of homies Now I'm higher, now they all salty Tell them n***as get the f** up off me Now I'm higher, now they all salty [Hook] Like oh god damn, that's the b**h that I want Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts Like 7 AM I was f**ing your love 11 AM, you took that b**h right to brunch Like oh god damn, that's the b**h that I want Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts Like 7 AM I was f**ing your love 11 AM, you took that b**h right to brunch