Wire Season 7 Lyrics

Taste test the dope, tell me what it taste like

Ain't had no sleep been grinding for the last eight nights

They on the bandwagon but we finna take flight

I see the haters cameras right below my brake lights

Taste test the dope, tell me what it taste like

Ain't had no sleep been grinding for the last eight nights

They on the bandwagon but we finna take flight

I see the haters cameras right below my brake lights

I was born for the camera action stage lights

Y'all niggas rookies, niggas can't get over stage fright

Keep my grass low to avoid them snake bites

Kill my competition, send em to they grave site

I got my main chick but I got like eight types

Cute, sophisticated, hood enough to play dice

I was hard headed, made the same mistake twice

Politic with hustlers right before I pay price

Got a new connect, we celebrate by blazing up the fire

Now I got a leading role in season seven of The Wire

I was tryna build my clientele when I was just a minor

Open 24-7, I call it a diner

These niggas set the bar low, I'm holding it higher

It's a free world, you can get all you desire

The latest whips, newest kicks and all the designer

I paint a picture so vivid to only inspire

Taste test the dope, tell me what it taste like

Ain't had no sleep been grinding for the last eight nights

They on the bandwagon but we finna take flight

I see the haters cameras right below my brake lights

Taste test the dope, tell me what it taste like

Ain't had no sleep been grinding for the last eight nights

They on the bandwagon but we finna take flight

I see the haters cameras right below my brake lights

You need a membership to roll over here, my dear

Flyer than them other boys, you know I steer that leer

Niggas scared to take risks, heart filled with fear

Them obstacles that I face, bitch, I'm still in here

All that fake love, just save it, nigga, real is real

For anyone that I love, I will kill at will

Love the game, love the hustle, trust I feel the thrill

I might break a little sweat, but it's still a drill

I save all my highlight material just for the fourth

But I got no competition, I really just love the sport

Used to seem like every other month I would end up in court

Business is business, me and the plug had a great rapport

I'm the same ole G since we was sitting on the porch

No wasting time with a bitch, she can say the back and forth

Like Tommy with the power, I will send it back with force

I see the finish line so I gotta mash the Porsche

Taste test the dope, tell me what it taste like

Ain't had no sleep been grinding for the last eight nights

They on the bandwagon but we finna take flight

I see the haters cameras right below my brake lights

Taste test the dope, tell me what it taste like

Ain't had no sleep been grinding for the last eight nights

They on the bandwagon but we finna take flight

I see the haters cameras right below my brake lights