7/11 by Broke Boy FTW Lyrics
[Verse 1:]
Late night trips to 7/11
No, we wouldn’t get back until past 11
Spring break nights wild
Rockstar lifestyle
You know where to find me
Just tryna keep style
Hoe break my heart
Just to make her feel good
“Should I go for another?”
Yo maybe I should
Heart tell me one thing
Brain tell me another
Yo what the fuck? Do you like my brother?
Yo get the fuck out my face
You’re just a big disgrace
You don’t know anything
You cannot win the race
Yeah I’m broke and
Yeah I never choke yeah
You in a long-term yeah that’s a real joke yeah
Fuck outta here
Please just disappear
When you were caught
You was standin like a deer
In the headlights did it feel right?
You know that shit hit me in the feels, right?
Feeling like I’m dead right
Remember what you said right?
Still remember that night
You were fucked right?
‘Bout get high yeah I am ‘boutta take flight
Damn girl I thought you were tight
Which dude are you fucking tonight
Does it feel right, tell me does it feel right?
Better tell me before I catch my flight
Damn this shit is hard to write
[Chorus:]
Getting fucked up on the beach
Yeah
Got sand up in my shoes
Late nights with the friends
Yeah
That’s the cure for the blues
Getting fucked up on the beach
Yeah
Got sand up in my shoes
Late nights with the friends
Yeah
That’s the cure for the blues
[Verse 2:]
Date older guys damn that’s lame
You should stay in your own fucking lane
Why you gotta make me take the blame
You fucked me over damn that’s a shame
At first your ass seemed pretty shy
But now you’re talking to 5 guys
I don’t know why you gotta spread these lies
Damn you even made me cry
I don’t know why I got sad over you
Me and my crew sipping Mountain Dew
On the case like I’m Scooby-Doo
How many boyfriends you got 2?
Which is the real which is the side
I thought you loved me “Sorry I lied”
Yo, Damn at least I tried
Aye at least I didn’t get fried
[Chorus:]
Getting fucked up on the beach
Yeah
Got sand up in my shoes
Late nights with friends
Yeah
Is the cure for the blues
Getting fucked up on the beach
Yeah
Got sand up in my shoes
Late nights with friends
Yeah
Is the cure for the blues
Getting fucked up on the beach
Yeah
Got sand up in my shoes
Late nights with friends
Yeah
Is the cure for the blues
Late night trips to 7/11
No, we wouldn’t get back until past 11
Spring break nights wild
Rockstar lifestyle
You know where to find me
Just tryna keep style
Hoe break my heart
Just to make her feel good
“Should I go for another?”
Yo maybe I should
Heart tell me one thing
Brain tell me another
Yo what the fuck? Do you like my brother?
Yo get the fuck out my face
You’re just a big disgrace
You don’t know anything
You cannot win the race
Yeah I’m broke and
Yeah I never choke yeah
You in a long-term yeah that’s a real joke yeah
Fuck outta here
Please just disappear
When you were caught
You was standin like a deer
In the headlights did it feel right?
You know that shit hit me in the feels, right?
Feeling like I’m dead right
Remember what you said right?
Still remember that night
You were fucked right?
‘Bout get high yeah I am ‘boutta take flight
Damn girl I thought you were tight
Which dude are you fucking tonight
Does it feel right, tell me does it feel right?
Better tell me before I catch my flight
Damn this shit is hard to write
[Chorus:]
Getting fucked up on the beach
Yeah
Got sand up in my shoes
Late nights with the friends
Yeah
That’s the cure for the blues
Getting fucked up on the beach
Yeah
Got sand up in my shoes
Late nights with the friends
Yeah
That’s the cure for the blues
[Verse 2:]
Date older guys damn that’s lame
You should stay in your own fucking lane
Why you gotta make me take the blame
You fucked me over damn that’s a shame
At first your ass seemed pretty shy
But now you’re talking to 5 guys
I don’t know why you gotta spread these lies
Damn you even made me cry
I don’t know why I got sad over you
Me and my crew sipping Mountain Dew
On the case like I’m Scooby-Doo
How many boyfriends you got 2?
Which is the real which is the side
I thought you loved me “Sorry I lied”
Yo, Damn at least I tried
Aye at least I didn’t get fried
[Chorus:]
Getting fucked up on the beach
Yeah
Got sand up in my shoes
Late nights with friends
Yeah
Is the cure for the blues
Getting fucked up on the beach
Yeah
Got sand up in my shoes
Late nights with friends
Yeah
Is the cure for the blues
Getting fucked up on the beach
Yeah
Got sand up in my shoes
Late nights with friends
Yeah
Is the cure for the blues