Lyrics:
in the 7th house the 11th hour
To connect what God allowed us your flowers blossom
From birds and bees collided the world is ours
And hold you closely
was you when moms got shot (Where)
And they say she wouldn't walk
7th Grade
Bought my jays (Jays)
Bought my uniforms and all (All that)
Auntie Toya
gotta be out by da 7th man I'm sick and tired of dis mess...
It's like god is akin' my blessings bad luck is all in my presents...
Fuck round n I gotta
to
Yeah, I could buy you diamonds and put you in a Wraith
I swear that I get happy every time I see yo’ face
I was posted on the 7th with killers ducking
a fight
Be A little less heaven tonight
Who knew the sacred, aint always for heaven's sake
No 7th day rest when your always keeping me awake
Only church we
In 7th grade, we promised that we'd never break each other's heart
Fought with the pressure of deep depression while naked makin' confessions
my story, could care less who likes it
I'm not gonna read my life, promise I'm gone write it
Don't let them days gon' pass you by
Don't let them days
of Logitech
So short, you ride a Tech Deck
Wearing neon, like a 7th grader
Fucked up teeth, call me Mater
Stand on my money and I only gained an inch
As you can
All I ever had was my balls and my word
Don't know what I display I welcome you to come observe
They lifting bout the issue now he gotta tote
Bizzy Bone-Intro-
It's another Studio Rat Production. Lets' do this baby. Please believe it. Another Studio Rat Production. 7th Sign. You know how it
a kick when she’s stallin’.
1 time 2 men they offered 3pence 4 my thoughts
But their 5 sensed ways 6 shot a haze through the 7th heaven that they sought
8
past almost killed me then music came save me
What's new they hating get one shot go KD
Go back to my 1st place
Saginaw my birthplace,
August 7th
my mother raise me
Come from the heart of the city
The 7th ward
Yougins walking wit choppas
I swear they never bored
Reaper waiting around the corner
me tap it
217 To the 511
Send my ass to heaven
Back with the reverend
We ain't talk-in 7th heaven
Really flowin' really goin' got you groovin'
Uh
black like a funeral
When you come home
I'll stop this
When you come home
I'll stop this
Runnin' from the cops through the motherfucking 7th
Six
often search for profit but I ain't killed nobody stop it put
It on petro 7th sign voted for deathrow and the death note read
Be
E baby debbie tell me did
die and I go to heaven
Fuck with me bitch
I done came with the mac 11
On tv and I ain't talkin bout 7th heaven
Young based god
Nigga do what the fuck I
tryn flip bitch i run shit up everyway !
I been out on my grind sinc the 7th grade, i was making then moves niggas never made
I need me a lil bitch who
You get nothing for free
Flooded my wrist
And I cubaned the link
And it burn on my neck
To the 7th degree
I gotta go get it for motha
Whenever She see
rough
Gotta shove down the pain show I'm actually tough
The creator lookin at me reading language of love
The liquid move through me upon the 7th I seal
friends, back in the 7th grade
You know we promised to be true when Uncle Sam shipped you away
Fast forward 4 years, chokin' on my tears, Jared just got
lesser
So Protection I seek
Cuz I'm hella weak
And I rest on the 7th after one hell of a week
Thanks for checking on me
My depression is deep
If I toss
a close call with a grenade
I think we both must have been about 7th grade
But don't panic we both survived without damage
But we developed a bond like we
this mirror war got Sunday feels
Hey brother reverend check the reference
That way you know Saturdays the 7th
& on Sunday you take all your own one ways
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