Sum Of Two Evils

[Intro: 7xvethegenius]

(Conductor, Conductor, Conductor)

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[Verse 1: 7xvethegenius]

Ayo, I know some dudes who paint walls, I'm fixin' up my furniture (Uh)

Tryna use discernment 'fore my niggas get decernitures (Get decernitures)

If it's not concernin' her, please don't involve (Nah)

My young niggas down to earn and stuff, say these niggas soft (These niggas soft)

But I'm harder than these niggas, they see me and gettin' stiff (Uh)

Why they gettin' bothered? I'm finally gettin' rich

Type to converse with your mama, get manicures from your bitch (From your bitch)

Yeah, you should be proud of her, I'm from, it wasn't shit (Uh)

Huh, I'm mindin' mine and tryna find purpose

Out of mind, I'm really not an earthling

Left on verses, I'm from the side where niggas all be hurtin' (Uh)

So we get high to find behind the surface

Niggas is curtains, tell 'em it's over like they think it is (Uh)

I barely think of shit, they puzzled like, "Damn, why I ain't think of this?" Huh

I told 'em I would make it big

They was atheist, but seen God and don't know what to make of it (Uh)

Believe me, all this shit is startin' to get easy

That's why jealous hatin' bitches give me heebie-jeebies (Heebie-jeebies)

I was sittin' patient, you can't say you didn't see me

I should play it safe, you know, and say somethin' 'bout Stevie (Hah)

My name 7xve, also know as miss could break your heart (Break your heart)

It's over for these bitches, saw the ending from the start

And outside of my side, we've already been set apart

Tell 'em if you play the game, just play it smart (Play it smart)

[Interlude: Che Noir]

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[Verse 2: Che Noir]

Che on a Conductor beat, I'll catch a case of course (Uh)

If they try to talk my price down, expect to pay me more

Halloween my favorite holiday, come speculate a war

Kill rappers and use they skeletons to decorate my porch

Independent since sixteen, was trained to lead

So basically I'm lappin' niggas famously (That's facts)

Torture the brains of a rapper, you a slave to grief

I tried to show 'em the ropes, they'd rather hang to sleep

And look, spray to kill, show me if you fake or real

Just the way I aim a skill, businesswoman makin' deals

Don't compare me to bitches who ain't never made a mil' (Nah)

And bitches who be homeless if a nigga didn't pay her bills

Raised by the city pitchers, they was greedy niggas (Uh-huh)

Life made me skinny-tempered, peace gon' get me thicker

Ever since I made it out the hood from a penny pincher

Every week, I got a cousin tryna talk 'bout business ventures, naw, fans addicted

In the booth, it's like a kitchen with birds, I live and I serve

Line up, I'm pitchin' you words

All these rappers sharin' bars, the shit they spit is the worst (Come on)

Y'all niggas brag about money I could fit in my purse (That's facts)

I don't speak at all, I'm the one that teach 'em all

I know obedience is the only way you feed a dog (Only way)

Y'all say these niggas nice, but the talent, I don't see at all

Y'all mentals made y'all workers, mine taught me how to be a boss, bitch