[Intro: Takeoff]
Twenty-four seven
Twenty-four seven

[Chorus: Takeoff]
Twenty-four seven (Shine)
Twenty-four seven, twenty-four seven (Grind)
Twenty-four seven (Twenty-four)
Twenty-four, twenty-four, twenty-four seven (Work)
Twenty-four seven (Twenty-four)
Twenty-four seven, twenty-four seven (Hustling)
Twenty-four seven (Twenty-four)
Twenty-four seven, twenty-four seven (Whippin' it)
Twenty-four seven (Twenty-four)
Twenty-four, twenty-four, twenty-four seven (Ayy)
Twenty-four seven (Twenty-four)
Twenty-four, twenty-four, twenty-four seven (Damn)
Twenty-four seven
Twenty-four seven, twenty-four seven (Pipe up)
Twenty-four seven (Twenty-four)
Twenty-four, twenty-four, twenty-four seven

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
Twenty-four seven, I break them off 2015
I hop out, 2015 cars
Twenty-four seven, got Yung Rich Nation
Ain't no need to go shop at the mall
But I buy thirty Balmains every fall
I pop the seal and pour up with my dogs (Act)
Twenty-four seven, my migo on call
I think I'm the shit, my nigga, where the stall?
Twenty-four seven, got molly, got xans, I got percs
I can see this nigga need a skirt (Where?)
All of the sudden the whole world dabbin'
Ain't gon' say no names but who did it first?
Gave my lawyer 40K, beat the verdict (Here)
They knocked my brother, my feelings was hurt (Offset!)
I remember smoking gas with my partner
Fast forward, now my brother on a shirt (Pete!)
Twenty-four seven, I done did my dirt
Told the Lord wash away sins and rebirth
If you ask me, well, I know what I'm worth
But I been grinding so long on this Earth
Like the 300, had to claim my turf (Had to)
Like I'm a rookie, had to put in work (I had to)
Twenty-four seven, I'm sipping like I got a nervous
Real drank sippers know the thirst (Lean, drank)
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