Lyrics Nipsey Hussle – 7 Days A Week

Talkin: Nipsey
Yea…
Me and my nigga Renpaul
Was on the way to tha studio…

Verse:
7 days a week
7 different freaks
But I got tired of fuckin hoes
So I just smoke and count my cheese
Watchin Godfather leather coutches flat screens
I say I’m on this marathon she asked me wut does that mean
Ain’t no puff and pass please
Roll yo own and I’ll do tha same girl
Get on that Marlon Brando and stop tryin to pick my brain
Yo boyfriend is a lame that’s why you not used to this game
And if you lookin for me I’ll be first class on a plane
Exne my landin gear cause I don’t need no runway
My final destination is some clouds and some one way
Fuckin with them streets ain’t no stranger to this gunplay
But now I eat these beats and I don’t never take a lunch break
Back to back swisher sweets never on no sober shit
Post traumatic stress I feel like that’s wut I’m coppin with
So I smoke tha best
Impossible not to notice this
30 thousand feet up across the atlantic ocean with a pack of swishers

Singing: Nipsey
I know a place we can go
Where you can be yo self
And you ain’t gotta worry
We ain’t gotta rush cause we not in no hurry
You can’t be afraid to let go
You gotta let go of yo self
But you ain’t gotta worry
Cause this gone take some time but we not in no hurry

58000
This marathon continues