Lyrics:
insane, Jimmy and Scarface, I'm a legend
So many past lives I'm on my 7th heaven
Any second I could hit my eighth and be up out of this place
Baptized in
versatile
Win by a mile, sack a pen and pile
One nineteen and one twenty
8th Avenue, 7th Avenue
1st Avenue, 2nd Avenue
3rd Avenue all the way to Amsterdam
versatile
Win by a mile, sack a pen and pile
One nineteen and one twenty
8th Avenue, 7th Avenue
1st Avenue, 2nd Avenue
3rd Avenue all the way to Amsterdam
to die
With a serious sigh, it's a conspiracy
I'm feelin the vibe, 7th Sign niggaz feelin my tribe
Cause it's the king, are you bitch-ified?
I better feed
(Aggression)
Show up dressed in all black
To give my sins to to to the reverend (Reverend)
Not forgiving me for being a felon
Chillin by myself fuck this
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
Or
They up inside a prison
Been thankful god for blessing my soul
By why a nigga still living
Tonio died we was in 7th grade
I still got niggas ain't
hating on a young bull
Yeah that’s my sign an I ain’t lying I’m a Taurus
May 7th is the day music's reviving
Take a pic
An post it on the gram
Write
It used to be when I woke up
Before i even poured a cup
I'd reach for a smoke not screen
But now I flick through the social thread
I'm filled with
it
I calmed down and they got things straight
I saw half my car at 7th street the other half at 8th
I wanted to just jump in the ocean
My car
Tone Deaf made dis one
1st of all Mafio$o my name
With the dollar sign for the S
You Gone pay me my respect
I want now, so It’s Fuck who up next
the cup, double it up
Now I'm snoring
I might not wake up, Uzi tucked next to my .40
Southside of the lake, yeah, I'm always 7th Warding
All these pills
can't keep you close
I been had to hustle evicted from my crib in 7th grade
Needed new clothes sold dope and got good pay
Fuck a real job I made my own
I'm selling mine
Shots fired but expired by the 7th time
How the fuck you cool
You don't even know the rules
He just flew the coop and
Got chickens he
when I was young though
This thing I won't keep running from so:
I got molested by my 7th grade teacher, Mrs.
That ain't right
I tell 'em (I
And the wrong mistake is a half
Dead ass doing the coroner
Heavenly father I'm looking into the heavens
My girl think I'm going crazy
This nigga going 7th these
that's when my crew and I were in junior high
In 7th grade, I hated school wish it'd blown up
No doubt I couldn't wait to get out
(And be a grownup)
comes it goes
Till then sit still and listen while
I make these notes
Remember 7th grade
Mixing tech in the lemonade
Everyday was pleasant waste of time
off obsessive
Someone to come up for air then back down for seconds
I swear, nights like this I’d fly spirit to lift to spirits
You know that he don’t
Ohhhh now
Shouldn't I look alive with a sky this blue
When heavens what he made us for?
Shouldn't I never feel lost or alone
The universe is all one home
I may not be the type of person that spends a whole lot of time looking back
But right now, for my own peace of mind, this is just something I gotta
Pass up the rock
The the the rock
Pass up the rock
The the the rock
East 7th Street
260, that was the better me
A young boy
Never broken again
I’d give
much say on the 7th album? - light
There's ill niggas that ain't poppin' without him
Like, if I'm the final destination, y'all know the outcome, right
for the
Idea… it’s actually something Taylor
Came up with
She was having dinner with one
Of our friends who’s name
I will keep out of this and she told
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