Lyrics:
Her heart is warm, but the streets is cold
Look how I live. Ain’t eyelids, then it’s concrete that I see the most
7th grade I hit the 40, shared clothes
to leave quickly
Youngest Bone nigga, 7th Sign mastermind, y'all get wit me
[Chorus]
We steppin' inside the party, Mardi Gradi
Now give me a shot
Beach, 7th grade year I was wilding wasn't me
8th grade year we moved right back to the V
Got caught up in the midst of the shorties and the tea
Freshman
7th grade I became someone I wasn’t
Find it hard to look inside your reflection when you don’t don’t love it
Insecurities of all kind
Rooted in my
on 7th going up and down
(skrrt skrrt)
We spent 20 on bottles at Up and Down (East)
We cop watches from jewelers
To bust 'em down, like
Yeah, we Uptown (we
to get paid
Usin' these rhymes I've been writin' since in the 7th grade
Our team played, and had physical sex with minimum wage
It was just like a piece
raised..
Getting throwed and staying blazed been fucking with it since 7th grade...
They used to hate on the court when I would burn then they wouldn't
spinning while the rims glide
It's him inside make no mistake
The 7th letter
Italic header captioned "The Great"
I'm doing better
Not even like I wasn't
walking
along 7th Avenue, when I came to 14th Street I saw on the corner curious
mutilations of the human form; it was a school for handicapped people.
out here winning on me
That's why my head is out here spinning on Me, They got me on an Island
I'm Deontay Wilder in the 7th tryna catch my balance
Look
through all right
Only one C on my report card. I was doin' all right
I was just doin' all fine in 7th and 8th grade
Ain't had a screwed-up mind
for the second we clock
You in the curfew
Call it a rorsarch blob test, but na
Like a 7th generation jet
I put time in my craft
Approaching the aisle
Know your place, no credit
Ima come first
And second through 7th
Real pain don’t hurt
Every scar is a blessing
Ya get it?
oh yea that's true indeed
So I Take 44 for the 7th like Pistol Pete
Everything is obsolete when your pockets weak
B****es will tell you with
do it?
How you gon’ learn from life if you just rushing through it?
You always had a safe space but you just never knew it
I rested on the 7th day. Let
40th, this shit is live
Fifth-floor, 56, you know the zip, district five
You're on 22nd, you from two-one
Thats on Lennox, 7th ave was news one
[Jay-Z]
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
with your grace
I'm hoping that you feel the same
Tell me baby am I too late
Like the boat we made on the ocean out of papier-mâché
When we were in 7th
accomplishments and astonishments
You know what time it is, ante up, this is in forever
Y'all got 'til April the 7th to get ya'll shit together
Let's get it!
the earth since the beginning of time,
And won't leave till I've received that 7th sign
All this talk their gonna drop the bomb,
But life keeps going
feelings a habit
Gripping the foot of a rabbit
Tripping I'm full of the acid now
Back in 7th grade swore I would never pass the loud around
Now I regret
competitors
Feel like Bill after 7th we settled in
I know imma be here a minute
Like 5th round of goodbyes
With family at Christmas
Propelled by the loss of my
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'm
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
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