Curren$y - Double 07 Lyrics
Looking for someone down the lineBut no one will be there to see ya through***** all y'allShelter from the rain in a parked carChopping game, I defined my slangsFog lights in the grill, in the grill whippin the 96 rainIt's insane I pass you, let you drive in the narrow lanesMy independence remainCause I ain't working for the radio station like Martin PayneI grind and maintain my piece of mindAlmost lost it once on the lineBut see that I found it just in timeA mercenary killerPaid for bringin debt to these whack niggasYou call them rats that's why them labels never called you backPimpin, yeah jack, spitta snap, Long flight, turbulence bad, baggage claim tags, car service rolling grassDouble 07, but I ain't talking agentsTwo ounces and seven grams my nigga we still blazingYou uneasy in my presenceDumb questions, dumber statementsI'm on a whole nother levelRoof terrace, you the basementCouldn't gain possessionThem haters couldn't take itCan't see me unless you sleepingNigga Freddy vs JasonSnoozing on a jet movementYour worst nightmare in the making
