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7 Rings
2,146
Hip-Hop/Rap
7 Rings was released on July 1, 2026 by Xanman as a part of the album 7 Rings - Single
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Release DateJuly 1, 2026
LabelXanman
LanguageEnglish
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Lyrics

I can't beg no n***a not even your pardon I probably grew up the hardest
I can't trust no bitch at all can't trust no hoe I'm tryna dodge her like Charger
N***a want to ball like Jordan, I'm still tryna get seven rings, Ariana grande
Y'all stood in line for them swatches stood on front line with them switches
We two different n****s, made this shit happen I ain't really had none
But the yellow brick road like the oz of the wizard
You cannot blame me for shit that I did, I was high off them drugs I was obviously trippin
I took my mother out, you took your buddy out, we not the same, we just two different n****s
They tried to cut me out I had to run a route we not the same, we just two different n****s
Trap like a haunted house bitch how you feel when you ran out of love
N***a, how did you feel when you ran the shit up
I'm feeling' like Thanos I'll put on these gloves
My n***a don't care, he a beef with a pug, I ain't go to no jail, and start pulling out rugs
Been riding' with Drake N***a calling me Chubz
You stand with a snake you get boot like a UGG
We two different n****s don't uber to clubs
Yeah I got rich, But i had to speak all of my pain i wish Khaby Lame
I had to run that shit up, n***a, know it's my destiny, please don't say my name
N***a don't wanna pop out, we want all the smoke, my dawg want Taylor Gang
I had to ride with my my 50 like Raising' Kanan just to get Raisin Canes
I know n****s damn wrong, how the fuck a n***a put a dead dog on a baby chain
Told you it's two different n****s, I can make all my problems disappear like David Blaine
Took my bitch and I robbed his plug, better take it to the chin, n***a game is game
Told my partner I was pouring' up purple in the Stanley I was going through a rainy faze
I can't beg no n***a, not even your pardon, I probably grew up the hardest
I can't trust no bitch at all, I can't trust no hoe, I'm tryna dodge her like Charger
N***a wanna ball like Jordan, I'm still tryna get seven rings, Ariana grande Y'all' stood in line for them swatches stood on front line with them switches
We two different n****s, made this shit happen, I ain't really had none
But the yellow brick road like the z of the wizard
You cannot blame me for shit that I did, I was high of them drugs,I was obviously trippin
I took my mother out you took your buddy out, we not the same,
we is two different n****s
They tried to cut me out, had to run a route, we not the same
we is two different n****s
You wanna know how a fat n***a, never had nothing and turned to a shit popper
My business came from my hustle, my business came from my hustle, I went proper
I told my label, just give me a Glock 21, I'm the lotto like Big Momma
Written by: Haile Salaam
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