"7 Mile Bike Ride (Outro)" lyrics

Good job, Larry
You're doing good
Numbers (Numbers, numbers, numbers)

Everybody don't love you, nigga, get yo' bread (Uh)
Seven figures in my bank help me sleep better
Monopolizin' something bigger, thinkin' real estate (Man)
I'm up early, I might bike with a bitch today (Good job)
Didn't watch the election, I was getting cheddar (Man)
If she close with the homies, I can never date her (Sock it to me)
But that skin so soft and she so sexy (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Met her at the Marina in a grey Mercedes
Back to the crib, I like to sleep alone (Sleep alone)
Hit it two times, then the blunt was rolled (Numbers)
Gotta be smooth, nigga, watch these hoes (Watch these hoes)
For a couple dollars, she'll play the role (She'll play the role)
She like fucking with them ball players (For real)
I hit it whenever and I never pay it (Off the dribble)
Street nigga and I'm educated (Educated)
Sipping juice while I read the paper (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
TFM, what the fuck you thought? (Fuck you thought?)
My bottom bitch organize my closet (Closet)
Double standards, baby, be solid (Good job)
Red key for my black 'Rari (That nigga)
Monroe, keep a twenty on me (Twenty)
Son check you with a fifty on it (Big stick)
My life real, I can write a book (Write a book)
Mastermind, I am not a crook (Not a crook)

Numbers, nigga (Uh, uh)
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Something slight (Uh)
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Numbers (Numbers)
Sock it to me
Uh (Uh), groovy
Good job, Larry
Yeah, baby
You're doing good
Uh
Numbers (Numbers)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy