7 Days a Week Songtext
von Nipsey Hussle

Yuh
Me and my nigga Renpaul
Was on the way to tha studio
And cuhz had that, um
That Wiz and Currency mixtape in the tape deck
The CD changer
And I heard this beat, I′m like, "What tha fuck?"
Yap!
You know, only thought it's right for my fifty-eight thousand leage
Shit, here we go like this
Look, um

Seven days a week
Seven different freaks
But I got tired o′ fuckin' hoes
So I just smoke and count my cheese
Watchin' Godfather, leather couches, flat-screens
I say I′m on this marathon, she asked me
"What does that mean?"
Ain′t no puff and pass, please


Roll yo own and I'll do tha same, girl
Get on that Marlon Brando and stop tryin′ to pick my brain
Yo boyfriend is a lame, that's why you not used to this game
And if you lookin′ for me, I'll be first class on a plane
Ixnay my landin′ gear 'cause I don't need no runway
My final destination is a cloud, it′s a one-way
Fuckin′ with them streets, ain't no stranger to this gunplay
But now I eat these beats, and I don′t never take a lunch break

Back to back Swisher Sweets, never on no sober shit
Post-traumatic stress, I feel like that's what I′m coppin' with
So I smoke the best, impossible not to notice this
30,000 feet up, across the Atlantic Ocean
With a pack of swishers rolled, and a box that I ain′t even open yet
I'm tryin' to live my life, so when it′s over I got no regrets
The keys to success
Multiply what you approach it with

Got to roll the dice, for the first time that you can go legit
Seize the oppertunity, believe and take control of it
Then get on yo marathon and grind it ′til it's over with
Napa Valley Dolce, my cup runneth over with
My trunk is in my roof ay
You know who you rollin with
Hussle
(Hussle)


I know a place we can go
Where you can be yo self, and you ain′t gotta worry
And we ain't gotta rush, ′cause we not in no hurry
You can't be afraid to let go
You gotta let go of yo self, but you ain′t gotta worry
'Cause this gon' take some time, but we not in no hurry

Fifty-eight thousand
This marathon continues