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was in the 7th grade

I been high since elementary
And momma saw the penitentiary
But if it's meant to be then it's meant to be
I ain't in the streets

7th street boy
Come around with that 53

Work, work work work, work, work
Based, based, based basedGod bitch
Based, based, based

Bitch Mob bitch, Bitch

of shit be flaring up
My loved ones been catching cancers like the 6 and 7th month
It get dark, the sun set on a son I can never touch
Shaken up, but money

Way Back

Way back when the world was made
Right before God rested on the 7th day
He powdered the mountains and white sand beach Put the fertile in

Sunday morning dream
Takes us to the west side town
Where I don't even know that name
Nothing to hide

Riding through the 7th street
Escaping away

sweet that's what I thought
I mean it's the 7th right?
Alright, thank you. yeah, have a good one.
Shoutout out yarou baby shoutout tracy
I been living

my 7th grade ex
I'm just a boy from Miami to Tally, don't know any money, don't even know how I should flex
Don't even know if I should
Wish I could

my 7th grade ex
I'm just a boy from Miami to Tally
Don't know any money, don't even know how I should flex
Don't even know if I should
Wish I could

flower planted under the sunlight called the 7th wonder
That's not just a buzzer
Guaranteed you'll want another as your mind starts to buffer
So let's get

My name is Saint Leppy, I just stole your Chevy
Walk up on your bitch like "Hey what up sexy"
I took her to the crib and things got messy
She

on stocky
Who the one
Who get her wetter
Mr. 7th Letter
My mack make
Her cheese extra cheddar

Post nut clarity
Don't do nothing stupid
Guess who not
Giving

I remember a math teacher I had in 7th grade,

he talked down to me about every single day.

And to make the matters worse, the bastard failed me too

rehabilitation

In the lab, all I need to do is work
Focusing on my semantics like a language nerd 
I hear the 7th on the C like the pianist heard
I see the cure

bitch, I am Mexican
Grown-ass man, 5'2", I know he's Mexican
Pacquiao, lost to Mayweather because he's Mexican
I was in 7th grade, going to war with

Of a childhood she never got live
By the age of 30 she was on her 7th kid (that' me)
And I know she couldn't stand me
I was fighting for her love
But she was

Don't understand me?/
It's because I come from a different side/

7th n G street, is when it all started/
Still drive down Waterman/

cttended E Neal

now

I surrender my essence to decay
In the 7th circle I'll remain
In vain hope of finding you there
I chain my soul to this valley of death

Take me

7th
After Tyson beat the brakes off of Selden
Seldomly , actually, never
después Evento de boxeo
Sin City Nunca estado Sin Trafico
Baby Lane should be

I lost my train of thought 
Around the 6th or 7th shot 
Then it was straight from the bottle she had tilted in her hand 
Sterilizing my heart where my

about you
I still love everything about you
I'm not myself when I'm without you (Yeah)
Feels like 7th grade all over again
Sitting down in the class,

I know I can’t fix this
I know I get too deep, that’s on hold
Ever since the 7th grade I lost my soul
I wish that I could take it back, I don’t know

Shooting homes just over slight disrespect
7th grade they shot up my nigga home
Bullets wizzing right by the 5-year-old
Went to school next day with new

Many folks / lost in this maze /
They think they’re touring /

Brew tea / for my 12 tribes /
On 7th dawning
Tomorrow not promise 
Today / my time soaring

visul ăla ca un animal
Pe departe cel mai milostiv golan
Call me what you want, I'm the fucking 7th son
Your bitch call me "papi chulo" when I'm done