Da'Ryyn - Seven Lyrics

Yeah boy we from the seven
Yeah boy we from the seven
Boy we from the seven...
Yeah... uh boy we from the seven
The closest thing to heaven, foot up on the pedal, fame is on the schedule
Yeah we from the seven
Yeah we from the seven
Yeah we from the seven, the closest thing to heaven, foot up on the pedal
FAME IS ON THE SCHEDULE!
Pedal to the metal, pull the lever, open up what we done seen forever
Pull the lever to another level, break some records with a record
Never settle for the lesser, make some lessons
While we bless up, tomatoe, mota f*ck the catch up
With a ruler you can't even measure...
The amount of talent, gotta have it, gotta grab it, gotta stab it
Lemme switch it up, I make you hic it up, is it quick enough
Yeen swift enough to get with us
I could give a f*ck if anyone, anybody... try me I'll catch a body
Stop me, top me, I'm popping, you f*cking lie if yo head not nodding
Head not bopping
Bass not knocking
(Nigga you can see the mirror shake
Feelings jumping I feel feelings jumping, you can feel the earthquake)
Speeding down the interstate, that's 264, 664, 64 or 58
This where the greatest minds stay... the 75
Boy we from the seven, the closest thing to heaven
Foot up on the pedal, fame is on the schedule
Yeah we from the seven
Yeah we from the seven
The closest thing to heaven, fame is on the schedule
Foot up on the pedal
Boy we from the Seven