Yung Blues - 24/7 Lyrics

I go straight to the shit ain't no cutting around
If u ain't my shit you ain't staying around
We ain't vacation you riding with me
Then you ain't riding like a clown
better alone when there's no one around
I just want cash and go blow with the gang
I love my ennemis wont forget they name
Shoutout Kennedy
I'm really ready
You don't got my intensity
Won't change
This is just really me
I been tripping off 24/7
Thinking too much bitch I come from seven
Remember me when I'm heading to heaven
Die a legend I ain't wasting a second
In my moods when I'm sipping that lemon
Got me off So I'm booking a session
Thinking money since I been like eleven
Hard headed kid I'm on it like Pablo
Say I ain't shit but they all done followed
They tryna call but I done unfollowed
Spinning the booth that shit just been casual
cant open up tryna go international
I'll put the north on the map
Reason I'm it my shit getting cold
I got meetings I got shit to do
Hey hey
I can't talk to you
Cuz I got shit to do yeah yeah
Cold way
Cold bae
Own ways
Make it up
This a road race
I go straight to the shit ain't no cutting around
If u ain't my shit you ain't staying around
We ain't vacation you riding with me
Then you ain't riding like a clown
Better alone when there's no one around
I just want cash and go blow with the gang
I love my ennemis won't forget they name
Shoutout Kennedy
I'm really ready
You don't got my intensity
Won't change
This is just really me
I been tripping off 24/7
Thinking too much bitch I come from seven
Remember me when I'm heading to heaven
Die a legend I ain't wasting a second
In my moods when I'm sipping that lemon
Got me off So I'm booking a session
I go straight out the ceiling I got me permission to fuck em up
I got angels around me to fuck em up
I can't be forgotten I gotta show up and I gotta blow up
My shit getting cold you don't know us
Let's backtrack to like last year
You was playing with me had no real in you
I be quick to forgive but I talk through the booth
No other way to put it
Tryna fuck up my image
They say I ain't shit but I play in their playlist
I'm tryna get paid a stack
50/50 dog you ain't gotta ask
I done walked through the rain got my eyes on em racks
Shoes on the ground I can never go back
Can't really spit so put it in my track

I go straight to the shit ain't no cutting around
If u ain't my shit you ain't staying around
We ain't vacation you riding with me
Then you ain't riding like a clown
better alone when there's no one around
I just want cash and go blow with the gang
I love my ennemis wont forget they name
Shoutout Kennedy
I'm really ready
You don't got my intensity
Won't change
This is just really me
I been tripping off 24/7
Thinking too much bitch I come from seven
Remember me when I'm heading to heaven
Die a legend I ain't wasting a second
In my moods when I'm sipping that lemon
Got me off So I'm booking a session
Thinking money since I been like eleven
Hard headed kid I'm on it like Pablo
Say I ain't shit but they all done followed
They tryna call but I done unfollowed
Spinning the booth that shit just been casual
cant open up tryna go international
I'll put the north on the map
Reason I'm it my shit getting cold
I got meetings I got shit to do
Hey hey
I can't talk to you
Cuz I got shit to do yeah yeah
Cold way
Cold bae
Own ways
Make it up
This a road race
I go straight to the shit ain't no cutting around
If u ain't my shit you ain't staying around
We ain't vacation you riding with me
Then you ain't riding like a clown
Better alone when there's no one around
I just want cash and go blow with the gang
I love my ennemis won't forget they name
Shoutout Kennedy
I'm really ready
You don't got my intensity
Won't change
This is just really me
I been tripping off 24/7
Thinking too much bitch I come from seven
Remember me when I'm heading to heaven
Die a legend I ain't wasting a second
In my moods when I'm sipping that lemon
Got me off So I'm booking a session
I go straight out the ceiling I got me permission to fuck em up
I got angels around me to fuck em up
I can't be forgotten I gotta show up and I gotta blow up
My shit getting cold you don't know us
Let's backtrack to like last year
You was playing with me had no real in you
I be quick to forgive but I talk through the booth
No other way to put it
Tryna fuck up my image
They say I ain't shit but I play in their playlist
I'm tryna get paid a stack
50/50 dog you ain't gotta ask
I done walked through the rain got my eyes on em racks
Shoes on the ground I can never go back
Can't really spit so put it in my track