Travis Thompson - 7-11 lyrics

[Intro] Oh, yeah A rich man's world I have turned the storm of this beautiful land But there come a time in the life of every man where work is not enough Even if it's just— (Tyler might've did somethin') [Chorus: Travis Thompson] Used to take the Chevy to the 7-Eleven, huh, huh Head up on a swivel, it's a issue any second Had the pep up in my step, my mama said I'm special, ayy, ayy Never ever let a motherfu*ker play mе peasant, yeah [Verse 1: Travis Thompson] I got new accounts in this b*tch (Yеah), look who you allowed in this b*tch (Ayy) Boulevard boys with the gold teeth and the parolees, yeah, watch the rowdy lil' ticket Ain't no one scarin' us (No), pulled up in foreign lil' chariots (Skrrt) Homie done brought us our variants, and he got all of them Bank of Americas (Ha, ooh, whee) I like quick money and aloe water (Yeah), opposition playin' sabotagin' Good head and shallow daughters (Hey), yeah, good weed put me out of body (Yeah, yeah) These boots is made for walkin' (Haha), corners meant for bendin' (Yeah) Can't relate, then why you talkin'? (Why?) Shouldn't even have to mention, yeah, uh We the kids you stay away from Try to name a trait that's in me fake, bet you can't name one [?] of my plays from uno day, yeah, I been A1 Now I'm tryna live how a broke boy like it's day none (Wow), huh fu*k it up, run it up, y'all in my lane? Then buckle up Yeah, you ain't never seen a lil' Navajo with a hundred thousand in a duffle, huh? He ain't mad about it, b*tch, su*k it up In the buildin', what the fu*k is up? Yeah, I sold the Chevy, now I'm gettin' petty Been forgettin' what the humble was, ha [Chorus: Travis Thompson & Juicy J] Used to take the Chevy to the 7-Eleven, huh, huh (7-Eleven) Head up on a swivel, it's a issue any second (Mm-hmm) Had the pep up in my step, my mama said I'm special, ayy, ayy (Ayy) Never ever let a motherfu*ker play me peasant, yeah [Interlude: Juicy J] Yeah, you know what the fu*k it is, them boulevard boys comin' through Makin' your b*tch choose a side once, but twice in this motherfu*ker Yeah (Shut the fu*k up) Juicy J [Verse 2: Juicy J] I be on that boulevard boy sh*t, might fu*k around and take your b*tch (Mm-hmm) But I heard the ho was toxic, so I might not take the risk (Ha) Came up out the gutter, but I knew one day I was gon' be rich (Ching-ching) At the store with my big brother, spent the dollar, fifty cent (Cash) Used to take the bus but now I'm in the Bentley with this stick (Bah) Ain't have twenty bucks, now my pinky twenty, b*tch, I'm rich (Rich) I ain't have a papa, now I got a chef to whip it, whip it Used to play sports, now I ball, no ref, I'm official (Uh-huh) This is how you tickle a rich b*tch, Gucci, Gucci Hundred racks or better or don't even try to pursue me Say the want the old me but b*tches wanna fu*k on the new me Spent so much money in Louis, I walked in and they knew me (I'm just sayin') I came up from nothin', that was nothin', man, I won for nothin' Came up off of hustlin' and guess what? I ain't even touch 'em I heard weed was legal, I said, "fu*k it, let me grow a couple" I just made another couple million that I'm 'bout to double [Chorus: Travis Thompson & Juicy J] Used to take the Chevy to the 7-Eleven, huh, huh (7-Eleven) Head up on a swivel, it's a issue any second (Mm-hmm) Had the pep up in my step, my mama said I'm special, ayy, ayy (Ayy) Never ever let a motherfu*ker play me peasant, yeah [Outro: Juicy J] Yeah, man Real hustlers in this motherfu*ker, man (—On some sh*t, goddamn) Y'all know who it is (Them Ambaum boys on some sh*t, goddamn) I came from that block, man (Them Ambaum boys on some sh*t, goddamn) Now we own the banks (Them Ambaum boys on some sh*t, goddamn) (Them Ambaum boys on some sh*t, goddamn) (Them Ambaum boys, boys, boys, boys)