Lyrics:
the pop loc, you bought me soda pop
My nigga cartoon, Lil Noock & Pete Both from the north
We meet in 7th grade on the B-Ball court
Just like the homie
felt like Common Sense
Promise I did more for my niggas than them Obamas did
Late-night stepping like Thriller you niggas dead to me
Tagging 7th
from Cali, you get it I mail 'em
38 baby I post on the 7th
Hop out the car wit' that Mac-11
Runnin' wit' killers, we all be steppin'
Pull up and spray
squad knows I bleed blue
I'm from the 7th
I can show you how my dargs move
Stand your ground like there's
Nowhere to run to
Sip double cups, my bitches
don't want to be forgotten
I don't want you to be
Another Lullaby
Yell it
Ah
Remember back
Remember back at night
Remember back in
It's July 7th
Almost
come as predicted
Holdin the raw seal, all heads kneel
7th Degree black mic skill is ill, listen to the guns holler
Swallow the shell, East
Dependin' on how you keep your hair
Now it's fuck 'em up and nothin' but NWA
Smokin' a 7 or an 8th, way before 7th grade
My classmates sellin' yay
been going down one way
Like driving on 7th ave
The fuck do you know about hustle, 'til your vision turn into tunnel
It's knowing the shit that you built
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
on the 7th
So our very first day as humanity was us resting with our Father of Heaven
What a blessing
The world says to do your best even if it cause you
the way she bubbed the gum, shooked her ass
I'm not the one, double dus, waiting for the bus
The faggot Nore son, now year later
Lady 7th floor, building
Bobby was a beautiful girl from a small town in a great big world.
Her daddy owned the corner store off of 7th Avenue.
Danny-Jo just turned
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
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
on 7th Avenue.
But I used to wait at the diner, a million nights without her,
Praying she won't cancel again tonight.
And the waiter served my coffee with
wrist and fuck my bitch
And then take me in the abyss"
Hot boy from the 7th Ward
Ready to burn it all!
Hot boy with them devil horns
Making them angels
and I know the face of father time
I know enough to know I can leave it behind
gateway to the 7th heaven:
come hold my hand and walk on through
I move
and all of these vultures
Doves do cry when you die
Riding on the Northside, yeah, the far side
Hit the 7th Ward
Might get frostbite
On the day 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
& the seas, the ultimate endeavor
My God will wait no longer, and when that 7th trumpet blows
All prophetic fulfilled, all earth to its knees, but only HE knows
know that I’m taxing (P36)
I’m with the shits it don’t matter what happen
Reup the 5th and I’m back on the 7th (Nigga what happened)
Reload the clip then
and sour, I pour a cup of that lemonade
Hustle kid I started trappin in 7th grade
No escape when I met my fate
Demons left me at Heaven's gates
They ain't
I'm not cool, fucked up on my school days
I skipped class
Drop-out since the 7th grade
Those fools, looking at me sideways
No clue, I could get
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
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