Hey, Roman numeral seven,
bae, drop it like it's hot
I'd take your dreams and make 'em multiply
I'd take your enemies in front of God
Introduce 'em to that light,
hit them strictly with that fire
Fah-fah, fah-fah-fah, fah-fah, fah
Hey, Roman numeral seven,
bae, drop it like it's hot
I'd take your dreams and make 'em multiply
I'd take your enemies in front of God
Introduce 'em to that light,
hit them strictly with that fire
It's a vibe, do your dance, let 'em watch
they just wanna kumbaya, nah
In this world, concrete flowers grow
Heartache, she only doin' what she know
Weekends, get it poppin' on the low
Better days comin' for sure
I wouldn't give these nobodies no sympathy
I'd take away the pain, I'd give you everything
I just wanna see you win, wanna see
(if this world...) It go in (when you), out (ride it),
Baby, you a star, strike, pose (right)
When I'm (when you), with you (with me),
Come and (put that), put that (on my),
on my (titi), soul (soul)
'Rari (red), crown (stack),
wrist (stay), froze (really)
Drip (tell me), pound (if you),
on the way home (love me)
...this world, concrete flowers grow
Heartache, she only doin' what she know
Weekends, get it poppin' on the low
Better days comin' for sure
I wouldn't give these nobodies no sympathy
I'd take away the pain, I'd give you everything
I just wanna see you win, wanna see
I love you, I won't waste your time
I turn it off just so I can turn you on
I'ma make you say it loud
I'm not even trippin', I won't stress you out
I might even settle down for you,
I'ma take my time and turn it off
Just so I can turn you on, baby
Weekends, get it poppin' on the low
Better days comin' for sure
(I know you're comin' for...)
(If this world were mine)
