7 Am in Alexandria

When I went to school they used to label me a hooligan
I’m so busy getting money ain’t realize I was losing friends
Scoot keep getting all the sales he giving niggas 2 for 10
My son need some shoes they bout to start back up for school again
Junkies at the door I opened up I’m like it’s you again
Bought a ounce my plug went out of town he threw a Q T in
Primo say he got a spot on Armistead I’m tuning in
He need a rock I need a spot to trap I’m like I’m moving in

Now it’s pressure
Junkie on the stretcher
How I bless ‘em
Scrape and gave extra
Kept it solid
I ain’t bout to give no lecture
Tryna get in my pocket
Bitch I ain’t your investor
Been like 3 days I been trapping
Ain’t have no time to be changing my clothes
Hit this move and I did it all by myself
But I’m breaking it down with my bros
OG bag with a price so low
But it move like za because it got that nose
Truck keep coming in back to back to back cuz I get it off by the load
I was just broke
I ain’t have no loaf
I ain’t have no coach
I ain’t have no hope
Tryna be on my side I ain’t got no rope
Got a brand new chop I don’t need no scope
I feel lost when they tell me I win
Found my bag but I lost my men
Rather be beat dead then be a deadbeat
Bae, I’m making these ends meet

When I went to school they used to label me a hooligan
I’m so busy getting money ain’t realize I was losing friends
Scoot keep getting all the sales he giving niggas 2 for 10
My son need some shoes they bout to start back up for school again
Junkies at the door I opened up I’m like it’s you again
Bought a ounce my plug went out of town he threw a Q T in
Primo say he got a spot on Armistead I’m tuning in
He need a rock I need a spot to trap I’m like I’m moving in