Da Les Heaven song lyrics

How the fuck we go so hard

Working all goddamn day get no reward

Better get on your marks get set go, this dough take no days off

I put my plan in motion. Your swag is broken

These songs I'm making got this nation under mass hypnosis

Okay, we don't fuck with you assholes, gassed up like Castrol

More stamps in my passport, that's bad news like tabloids

Came up on that Death Row, West Coast, Bad Boy

I was ducking my landlord, looking out for my standpoint

I'm Sammy Sosa, they catch emotions

Mamis lack composure when the camera flash is open

Paper planes get me lifted they say Red Bull give you wings

I can sit you in business, a power trip, you should tip

I'm fresh to death in this motherfucker

I asked a question, I'm in a 7

Now can you parallel in this motherfucker?

I'm high as heaven… Now bust it open

Seven eleven

It's funny how shit change

With a little foreign exchange

Bitches doing shit strange

For a little shit change

And niggas wanna act like, they ain't finna act right

When I order my shit though, bring mine with a flashlight

I got a milli in my pocket and it feels so good

With just a little profit man the whole city shook

But I don't give a fuck cause I'ma get back to it and my kick-game make a nigga sick like uhhh

I don't give a fuck when I'm skating these streets & bitches all over this motherfucking beach

With that foreign ahhh, legs spread, Jordan sign

I'm fresh to death in this motherfucker

I asked a question, I'm in a 7

Now can you parallel in this motherfucker?

I'm high as heaven… Now bust it open

Seven eleven

Okay I can't lie

I'm smoked up namageng' ami and we roll the tenth time

We choked up on that good stuff and we flowing damn high

On beats we owning the streets and that's no fucking damn lie

I know Soweto testify

Alright, call us up cause we're kings on

For this balling shit we got rings on

New whip, two chicks with her friends in the mix and you know these bitches gon' cling on

Star-trekking, I'm Jason Statham on that bar action

A few shots and she's expendable, got her in the car laughing like

Athi kimi Magazini, awung'thathe s'hambe siye kini

Ngam' tshela straight I'm too high to drive & I'm way over my limit

Wathi kimi no biggie/ let's do backseats & get kinky

Ngathi okay my love you're too cool as fuck as I'm burning down my sticky

I'm fresh to death in this motherfucker

I asked a question, I'm in a 7

Now can you parallel in this motherfucker?

I'm high as heaven… Now bust it open

Seven eleven