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but the recoil
Stop and pop I ain't gone hesi
Ima let it fly like its down to 1 second
In game 7
Hold it 'til my arm limpin'
That thang heavy
When I

by (Yeah)
I looked on channel 7 and saw you committing several crimes
I tell you to stop, theres other mountains you could climb
You ask me "why should

on the curb and i did it by myself
Aint nobody wan believe me im like youll see for yourself
I was at it for a minute doing everything myself
Now i hired some

give me a second
Now I’m boutta send ‘em to Heaven
I dust the page up on the 7th
Turn your whole teams head in, ya leaden
And fuck nah – Turn it up to 11

results that moms can see
Surrounded by some niggas that believe they tryna ball wit me
And we gone get it yea, we gone get it yea yea
Yea we gone get it,

struggle to stay relevant
Long-term goals
Fo' seconds in the fourth
On da opposin' forty-seven, and 
We down by two points
Er' game like my last
I ain't

that I loved
Would I break apart when I saw the push come to shove
I was making it through by the skin of my teeth
Had me praying to God every night

It's the dawn of the dud
Technicolor attention deficit
Got all the answers
Can't remember what the question is
Every 2nd second tick he feel

to sail the seven seals, climb the highest mountain then realise in my heart is where heavens be
I want to shout to the Sky (Oh God) then be humbled by her

haikus she my lucky number 7
Every single second
Take a chance to tell her right up

I'm afraid I like you
Too much
Now I'm losing
Sleep overthinking
About

the poor in countries
But never show their hardworking doctors that work in them
24/7, breaking their backs, not worrying about if they get a check
So they

Telling me to hurry up, got some nerve giving cheek
Dee, this the second time you've been late in one week
Started this job 2 days ago, already wanna leave

to come
Yeah that's okay, my love
Let me get some rest (Uhuh huh)

I gotta be honest man, that shit was trash
Just change the drums and make a second part

to cut them hours of me all alone
Proud of what I been surrounded by just for a couple sets
Until they call my phone, chilling in my throne
I been sitting

tradition
Baby got confused by his ambition
Baby listens to Von and also Lil baby
Baby got a stable life but he wanna be crazy
Baby works at fast food

they're doctors
Heathrow is seven miles to the north-east
Controversy just like a priest
Going on trips, your shirt is creased
Pooja's rising just like

goodness
Everyday you'd see me yearning
But you'd keep it all due roaming
Cause for every single second that fared you knew I'd be to it
In the sake of seven

to talk to my father, he responding with that smoke exhale
Thank you to my lord, he got me out that place so I prevail
Yeah, yeah, they say they by your

drowning in quick sand
Surrounded by bitches
They all just sticking around for some brick bands
Fake ideals, no morals, life became scrimmage
Became so tired

make a bad decision
If they ever fuck you up i'ma say some
Do you really wanna stay with these seven hoes
Never done a damn thing
to make you go
If you

check
Put your pride to the side for a second
Dissect it
I'ma die for my section
Y'all would die for attention
When I said I made it by myself I really

my dreams and find me on a Cameo
I drop a 7 minute song and my imagination grows
I was such a hot boy now my rhymes real cold
You can read me like

seven seconds, like it's Vine
They say, how you feel it when it isn't there
Like, I'm a mime
Everybody wanna ask me for money, but I let them know that

I live and die for your bod
A dude can cry for your bod
Work my ass off 24/7 for your bod
I never for-got
Now like it or not 
All the sweet spots