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lyfe harris - 770 lyrics

[hook]
7+7+0
still moving through the city with a motive on the low
still know that they recording when we talking on the phone (shh)
still screamin’ “free rio” ’til they free the lil’ loc

[verse 1]
back then feeling like f+ck a hot 16
way before summer i was trying to keep the white t clean
sleeping on a blow up, i ain’t even have a dollar tryna eat
i was tryna blow up n+ggas trying to steal my style like it was a sweet
now every single dollar turn these faces to the left, i like it neat (i like it neat, baby)
praying they don’t take none of my n+ggas whеn the feds do a sweep (they do a sweep, baby)
and shawty forеign but i probably end up f+cking in the jeep (f+cking in the jeep)
but for now i’m out here whiling, baby, moving with a piece through the streets (uhh+uh+yeah)
[hook]
7+7+0
still moving through the city with a motive on the low
still know that they recording when we talking on the phone (shh)
still screamin’ “free rio” ’til they free the lil’ loc

[verse 2]
really though, the feelings outstanding (outstanding)
life went just how i planned it (just how i planned it)
i take all the hate these n+ggas talk and let it drive me (and let it drive me, woo)
i just turned the cold calls all to wasabi (to wasabi, now they hot)
too much anxiety, i ain’t showing up to court
b+tches tryna take what i worked for and they ain’t even work
f+ck trial, ten bands to the lawyer, he gon’ show up and assert (woah)
and these days when i need to lean on something it’s the syrup
had to learn my lesson i can’t give my heart to nothing but the green
n+ggas say it’s up, it ain’t never really what they make it seem (what it seems, baby)
but i’ma turn it up like it’s summer ’15 (’15)
put the game in a chokehold and let them know i’m king (i’m king)
joe hodges he gon’ run it up, you know he got the beat

[hook]
7+7+0
still moving through the city with a motive on the low
still know that they recording when we talking on the phone (shh)
still screamin’ “free rio” ’til they free the lil’ loc
[outro]
h+llo, you have a [?] call…
oh, nah
i got freaks on the east of decatur
i won’t say names, i’ma die like a player
she been down at magic, chasing the paper (paper)
and she’s bad just like sanaa lathan
(oh, i can’t save it too long)

- lyfe harris lyrics

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