7 Am Freestyle Lyrics - Future

Nigga, me and Pluto in this bitch like 7 in the morning, nigga 

No sleep nigga 

Still been sippin' all night, nigga 

Money drip 

Wheezy outta here 

She give me top in the Tesla 

I'm a invest in the extra 

I'm getting money, power, hoes, clothes, nigga et cetera 

I'm on a whole nother level 

I take Perkies to fight all my demons 

It don't help that my bitch is a demon 

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Came up in the hallway 

Serving J yeah, yeah 

Money coming every way 

My bitch'll pay, yeah, yeah 

Ate at 20, mind on chopper 

I'm fuckin her face, yeah yeah 

Man you tripping, I'm spilling the sauce 

It dripping over, yeah yeah 

Spend a check on that pussy 

I got designer all over my hoodie 

Yo' nigga ain't real, yo' nigga a pussy 

Look, there he go 

He get a few shots, bow 

Out the draco 

Photos 

Blue cheese stuck to my jeans, yeah yeah 

Double i'm geeked off lean, yeah yeah 

Baped up, lookin' like [king] yeah yeah 

Bad bitch pulling up my sleeve, yeah yeah 

Northside Gucci my feet, yeah yeah 

Haven't been to sleep in a week, yeah yeah 

Bite down on my teeth 

You smell codeine when I pee, yeah yeah 

Sipping on red lean 

Gun got a red beam 

No niggas from the red team 

They go brazy 

Pull up in that a new ting 

I was fucking on new ting 

Bad bitch with a tongue ring 

Came up in the hallway 

Serving J yeah, yeah 

Money coming every way 

My bitch'll pay, yeah, yeah 

Ate at 20, mind on chopper 

I'm fuckin her face, yeah yeah 

Man you tripping, I'm spilling the sauce 

It dripping over, yeah yeah 

Pour me a four and another [I love it] (sip, sip, sip) 

Its me and Hendrix in the club 

Wondering if we gonna take your bitch 

We already got 5 

We was gonna make her 6 

I didn't eat today, but I took the perc 

And I pray to god, it won't make me sick 

Pour me some drugs in the cup, no rush like sip, sip, sip 

Ain't got enough fingers for all these rings 

I'm drip, drip, drip 

Turn them lil niggas to fiends, all they wanna do is bust clips 

Keep a Mac-11 with a beam 

I'm Gucci, don't slip 

Gold in your face yeah, yeah 

Flooded out baguettes 

Came up in the hallway 

Serving J yeah, yeah 

Money coming every way 

My bitch'll pay, yeah, yeah 

Ate at 20, mind on chopper 

I'm fuckin her face, yeah yeah 

Man you tripping, I'm spilling the sauce 

It dripping over, yeah yeah 

She give me top in the Tesla 

I'm a invest in the extra 

I'm getting money, power, hoes, clothes, nigga ect 

I'm on a whole nother level 

I take percys to fight all my demons 

It don't help that my bitch is a devil