7 Day Notice

Hold up, Spiffy on this motherfucker Yeah I'm just tryna stay 'float Stack them racks and feed all my folks Pull on the block, new body four door You know I'm stuck with my dawgs, Cujo They used to leave a note right on the door Seven day notice and we gotta go Pack it up, go to granny's and sleep on the floor Keep them folks out your business, some shit they don't know I done went through it all but I'm never gon' fold Stack them racks and feed all my folks Pull on the block, new body four door You know I'm stuck with my dawgs, Cujo They used to leave a note right on the door Seven day notice and we gotta go Pack it up, go to granny's and sleep on the floor Keep them folks out your business, some shit they don't know I done went through it all but I'm never gon' fold I done been through it all but I'm never gon' fold Niggas actin' gay while them doors be closed Nigga went on a move and he told on the bros He ate the cheese, still went down the road Domo died, I was watchin' his eyes close Seen Champ since he rolled them holes And I gotta ride with that iron close 'Cause these niggas hate and they worser than hoes Play me, they gotta go I want a cloud of smoke Plug send a thousand pounds, they sold I need a thousand more Stack up that cash, tryna stay afloat Know I just upped the K to take care of my folks Back then I was stuck in the hellhole Now I'm stuck in the Bentley on Melrose Tryna stay 'float Stack them racks and feed all my folks Pull on the block, new body four door You know I'm stuck with my dawgs, Cujo They used to leave a note right on the door Seven day notice and we gotta go Pack it up, go to granny's and sleep on the floor Keep them folks out your business, some shit they don't know I done went through it all but I'm never gon' fold Stack them racks and feed all my folks Pull on the block, new body four door You know I'm stuck with my dawgs, Cujo They used to leave a note right on the door Seven day notice and we gotta go Pack it up, go to granny's and sleep on the floor Keep them folks out your business, some shit they don't know I done went through it all but I'm never gon' fold I fuck your ho one time, let her go I chase them racks 'til my body get sore I took them chances to get to that dough Still in the trap, got a stick at the door The money keep piling, the problems, you know Got blood in my eyes, think pain, it come in my pores Gotta feed my fam, I ain't chasing no whore I do my show with my blower These niggas ain't real, I done seen it before I been goin' hard, I don't need an award When Domo had died, it hurt me to the core They call my phone, I ignore I spend them racks at the Prada store They can't believe we used to be poor I done stayed down, whole gang wasn't for it You gotta have heart Just tryna stay 'float Stack them racks and feed all my folks Pull on the block, new body four door You know I'm stuck with my dawgs, Cujo They used to leave a note right on the door Seven day notice and we gotta go Pack it up, go to granny's and sleep on the floor Keep them folks out your business, some shit they don't know I done went through it all but I'm never gon' fold Stack them racks and feed all my folks Pull on the block, new body four door You know I'm stuck with my dawgs, Cujo They used to leave a note right on the door Seven day notice and we gotta go Pack it up, go to granny's and sleep on the floor Keep them folks out your business, some shit they don't know I done went through it all but I'm never gon' fold