7am On A Bridle Path Lyrics

7am On A Bridle Path Lyrics By Certified Lover Boy. I wish everyone could tell me exactly what they need for me The first second they speak to me, I’m not with all the secrecy Secretly beefin’ me behind closed doors But playin’ it peacefully for the streets to see My ni^^a, have some decency.

7am On A Bridle Path Lyrics

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I wish everyone could tell me exactly what they need for meThe first second they speak to me, I’m not with all the secrecySecretly beefin’ me behind closed doorsBut playin’ it peacefully for the streets to seeMy ni^^a, have some decencyDon’t move like a putoCould at least keep it a buck like AntetokounmpoI made North Of The Border, like vito risottoThrowin’ parties in Miami, they love us muchoWith the wholе ratio, I’m like David CarusoThere’s a mad shortagе of people givin’ me kudosI been doin’ this since T-Pain was pourin’ us [?]You tell ’em I run the country, they’ll say “True though”Papi chulo, grippin’ chuloAnd I got the flows ni^^as steal like boot toesYou boys reachin’ new lowsLettin’ me take the wrath of that Casper The Ghost sh^tWhile you findin’ all of the loopholesYou ni^^as move too coldSee the watch collection and assume I got time‘Cause of the Rubi Rose two-toneI switch it to the one I call “R.I.P. Nipsey”‘Cause I swear to God the bezel got sixty of them blue stonesMaybe I’m gettin’ too stonedKhaled cut ’em all before my tombstoneHere lies a ni^^a that never lied in his new songOr any of his old songsThey sing them sh^ts like folk songsKumbaya, boom-ba-yeKnow the owl stay on meBad bitches tryna come through and lay on meTryna get the earl grey on meBut I ain’t really into talkin’ namesOnly tee you’re getting from me is one for the walk of shameHeart is on my sleeve and my body is in the hall of fameHigh fashion and my life is full of climaxesAnd my wished come through without blowin’ eye lashesUp in ‘Bron crib, fishbowl wineglassesThat’s how we passin’ timeHunnid thousand on the lineAt the table playin’ banker, shows a natural nineIt never happens half the timeI lose a life and still surviveThat’s the things I acceptYou over there in denial, we not neck and neckIt’s been a lot of years since we seen you comin’ correctMan f^^k a “Respectfully”, I just want my respectThey tried to label mean, I say what I meanPeople that could’ve stayed on the teamThey played in betweenClouds is hanging over you now, ’cause I’m reigning supremeSome of these ni^^as say what they mean, it ain’t what it seemsHad to pull my ni^^as out the mud like I’m trainin’ MarinesYou ni^^as hot to them little kids, you ain’t famous to meTold you I’m aimin’ straight for the headNow they “Amen” and “Please”I can give a f^^k about who designing your sneakers and teesHad somebody put you on a guilt and you play with my seedTrust me, there’s some sh^t you really gotta come see to believeThat’s why your people not believers, they all leavin’ ya’That’s why you buyin’ into the hype that the press feedin’ ya’You know the fourth level of jealousy is called “Media”Isn’t than an ironic revelation?Get that address to your driver, make it your destination‘Stead of just a post out of desperationThis me reachin’ the deepest state of my meditationWhy you over there tryna impress the nation?Minds runnin’ wild with the speculationWhy the f^^k we peace makin’ doin’ the explanationIf we just gon’ be right back in that bitch without hesitationBut let me digress on behalf of the associationI’ll play it cool with you then mark a ni^^a like CopenhagenSee they gettin’ loose with the line like open cagesIn a Ferrari, my emotions racin’Dance, not a condo, ocean bathin’ni^^as textin’ “Bro”, but we are not in no close relationI was down to give these ni^^as credit, but hold the paymentSomehow I’m the greatest in the game in my own amazementThe greatest in the world, there’s no debatin’You boys ’bout to wheel me to the feet like we rollerbladin’Far as the “Drake”-era, man we in the golden agesLook at the total wagesAnd look at the heroes fallin’ from grace in their older agesIf we talkin’ top three, then you been slidin’ the third like stolen basesToss around Rollies with frozen facesThey used to tell me back in the day “Boy, you’re going places”Never understood where I could really take it


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