7 Colours

[Verse 1: Big Byrdy]
7 colours in my mind
Don’t know about you but I’m running out of time
No man, don’t got a spare nickel or dime
Just on the grind fam, do a little bit of crime
What’s so hard to understand? Tryna rhyme
7 colours in my mind, distracted from the blind
Ain’t like other rappers you heard
Just a different brotha from the curb
Happen to discover me?
Nah I make sure to share my supper like a true King
Put the rubber on in the scene
Always tryna stay clean from these hoes
Ain’t finna be your secret lover
Seems you grew dumber from thе summer
Sorry to to be a bummer
But I took ya NUMBA onе bitch

[Verse 2: NC1]
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 colours in my mind
Don’t know bout you but i think i’m gonna grind (yeah)
Red blue green all these colors mean shit to me
They say im not right i’m wrong
But all these bells go dong
While i’m making a song
Don’t wanna make it too long
All these pussies aren’t strong
Calabasas rock in my crack
Makes me wanna fuckin attack
Makin sure these pussies don’t lack
While i’m making a rack

[Outro: Big Byrdy]
Byrdy comin' through the booth
Just to prove what we do as truth, yuh
Maybe just stash all tha loot
This shit hit hard like a moose
Fuck makin’ a truce
Let’s sit down and get to the caboose
Her pussy is pretty loose
Now I’m finna give her tha juice, yuh
Now I’m Whippin' out my spruce
It hangs just like a noose, yuh
Y’all try to retake an excuse
Looks like imma have to take ya back to the roots
Fuck your little Nazi groups
Gonna kill a merc with enough boosts
You go through lots of abuse?
Seems you’re becomin' a little obtuse
Drop a song in tha shape of a goose egg
Don’t got a lot to produce, huh
Now there’s 7 colours in my mind
Looks like I’m running out of time