7am In LA Lyrics

Yeah

I've just been out of the way

Busy living in LA

Putting my foot to the pavement

Yeah, yeah

And I don't know why these niggas jaded

Like I just came up or I'm famous

I just thank God that I made it

Yeah, I be praying like good looking my nigga

The haters be mad, the devil is sad and I couldn't feel any better

I'm doing the dash, troubles never last, you know that I'm filling the schedule

Cause I cannot chill and not get it

They asking for handouts when I'm just surviving

Imagine the pressure I'm feeling?

(I'm a shining)

Y'all don't know man, y'all don't know

Welp

Yeah

I cannot be slacking on shit when my pops is a millionaire

The way I'm plotted, I'ma get it there

Realized I gotta get my own

I've been working far away from home

My money be leaning, got cheese like a pizza

You know that I'm bougie, got provolone

Used to fuck models and IG hoes

But nowadays I'd rather chill alone

Yeah

Getting too old for that shit

Yeah

Well in my twenties now

Back to back smoking some backwoods

Mix it with tobacco, think I should just put it down

Half a decade had some labels offer but

They be treating niggas anyhow, so

(For real)

You know I turned it down

They think I'm crazy but I'm really genius

And anytime I wasn't speaking to any of y'all

I was just praying to Jesus

Yeah, and I really mean it

Picking up the missing pieces