เนื้อเพลง 7 Am Freestyle - Future & Juice WRLD

(N*gga, we gon' pull up on this b*tch like 7 in the morning, n*gga, no sleep n*gga)
(Still been sippin' all night n*gga, damn muddy trip)
(Wheezy outta here)

She give me top in the Tesla
I may invest in the extra
I'm gettin' money, power, hoes, clothes n*gga, etc
I'm on a whole 'nother level
I take Perkys to f‌ight all my demons
It don't help that my b*tch is a Devil

Came up in the hallway, servin' jake,
(Yeah, yeah)
Money comin' every way, my b*tch'll pay
(Yeah, yeah)
80/20, might not talk, I'm f*ckin' her face
(Yeah, yeah)
Man, you trippin', I'm spillin' this sauce
It's drippin' over (Yeah, yeah)

Spend a check on that p*ssy
I got designer all over my hoodie (What, what)
Yo' n*gga ain't real, yo' n*gga a p*ssy (Ugh, look)
Look, there he go
He get a few shots, (Pow) out the Draco

Blue cheese stuck to my jeans (Yeah, yeah)
Double R geeked on lean (Yeah, yeah)
Paped up, lookin' like King (Yeah, yeah)
Bad b*tch pull on my sleeves (Yeah, yeah)
Low socks, Gucci on 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)

Sippin' on red lean, gun got a red beam
Know n*ggas from the red team
They go brazy
Pull up in that new thing
I was f*ckin' on a new ting
Bad b*tch with a tongue ring

Came up in the hallway, servin' jake,
(Yeah, yeah)
Money comin' every way, my b*tch'll pay
(Yeah, yeah)
80/20, might not talk, I'm f*ckin' her face
(Yeah, yeah)
Man, you trippin', I'm spillin' this sauce
It's drippin' over (Yeah, yeah)

Pour me a four and another, I love it
Sip, sip, sip, ugh, it's
Me and Hendrix, in the club
Wonderin' if we gon' take your b*tch
We already got 5, we was gon' 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 'Tussin, a cup, no rush
Like sip, sip, sip, (Uh-huh)
Ain't got enough f‌ingers for all these rings
On drip, drip, drip (Uh-huh)
Turn the lil' n*gga to f‌iends
All they wanna do is bust clips (Uh-huh)
Keep a Mac-11 with a beam
I'm Gucci, don't slip

Gun to your face (Yeah, yeah)
Left, f‌looded out baguettes (Yeah, yeah)

Came up in the hallway, servin' jake,
(Yeah, yeah)
Money comin' every way, my b*tch'll pay
(Yeah, yeah)
80/20, might not talk, I'm f*ckin' her face
(Yeah, yeah)

She give me top in the Tesla
I may invest in the extra
I'm gettin' money, power, hoes, clothes n*gga, etc
I'm on a whole 'nother level
I take Percys to f‌ight all my demons
It don't help that my b*tch is a Devil