DC The Don - 777 lyrics

[Intro] Lets go, Mario! [Verse] Rollin' down the streets with a new MAC-11 Still goin' hard, no questions (Yeah) I ain't never killed a song in my motherfu*kin' life, but I'm still ballin' out like Devin (Yeah) Shooting stars gotta miss my presence Up regardless, like I'm 7-Eleven (Whoa) I need 100k, like 24/7 (Whoa) On the risin', I should do triple seven (sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t) If you scared, go 'head talk to the reverend I stay close to my motherfu*kin' weapon I protected, we guys, my aunt keeps me steppin' (Brr) I'm so out of gas like I'm full-court passin' (Gang, gang) Chucky said you wrong, you didn't get the message The world is insane, hello, I'ma get it (What? What?) Bloodshot, red eyes, I ain't sleeping, no rest If you need me, I'm gone, I'ma always be steppin', aye (Gang, gang, gang, gang) Try to stab a new knife in my back, it ain't go through my skin, I got chrome on my spine (Yeah) Acting cool, this lil' bro checked my sh*t out on google for weeks, put the chrome in your mind (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Had to take a new shot for me, when I took care, and it's fu*k 'em, they tell me I'm fine (What?) sh*t, I been makin' plays, had a euthanized view, ever since she turned six to a nine (Thottie) fu*k around, had to turn to a shark, and I blacked out my eyes, I can't see all the signs (Yeah) For the vision, they laid out for ni**as like me, had to go write a brand new design (fu*k) I don't fit in this world, b*tch I'm extraterrestrial, I try to phone home all the time But that out to the universe, love me alone in my word in that loaded design (Go, go, go) fu*k a street, we catchin' him blind (Yeah) fu*k his b*tch and I'm making her mine Off the 'shrooms, I just altered my mind Tellin' shawty roll up all the time Not a feelin' emotional love in my chest, I feel hollow, I think that I'm dying And your b*tch in my motherfu*kin' face all the time, if I'm lying, I gotta be flyin' Still on earth, I'm takin' my time Ja Morant, watch me stop on the dime