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cracking 4's like a GD do a Trae
Messing with the opps, get you popped, by a K
Gangster nigga, everywhere I step, they gon' kill for me
I'm from gangster

Just a feeling that you get
When you hang with peasants
Ridin' down Crescent
My weapon is oh-so-sharp and ready
Ward of the 7th
The legend is that you

what's happening
"Oh, he's still rapping?" Haven't stopped since 7th grade, to the lot of ya, owe a lot of ya some fades
Like a cockroach coming back with

bitch, I am Mexican
Grown-ass man, 5'2", I know he's Mexican
Pacquiao, lost to Mayweather because he's Mexican
I was in 7th grade, going to war with

mild reaction, you try to hear my voice, hear what's happening
"Oh, he's still rapping?" Haven't stopped since 7th grade, to the lot of ya, owe a lot

the lesson
Everything raw no edit
Give her six kids like MJ
I'm trying to go for the 7th
Niggas screaming overtime
I tell em is my time
Nigga don't doubt me
I

needed me a break like God resting on the 7th day
Yeah
And they don't wanna see me elevate
Descended from the heavens and landed on 27th May
 
Yeah, hate

Runnin' from the cops through the motherfucking 7th
Six bodies dropped, and nobody went to heaven
Block stay hot when I'm creeping with the weapon
Gotta

sister I was in 7th grade
Same year Avary got stabbed in his heart and moved to heaven gates
He was 2 years old it hurt my soul because I felt the blame
My

Bread and baker
Thought I was taken
No I'm mistaken
Another weekend
On the 7th he slept
I got ways all enemies stressed
Don't play with me next
But

bone
Fuck
Ladies and gentlemen
Clink our betterment
Toast to the previous better men
7th level with beat selection
I adjust the levels, EQ manifesting

wagon, call G30, he G macking, prolly up on 7th ave
And bussing, laughing, dutting ashes
All the opps we got is dead, we roll up gas and puff it pass it, I

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

Ticc
Since 7th Grade me & Kimp been solid
Rule number one can’t trust nobody
Never Gone forget who was on my side
On my team, ready to win
Never Gone

this aint usually how I move
But don't be confused
Behind the scenes I been out making moves
My cd at 7th heaven right on troost
If you got a few dollas

'm turning the other eye
Mask my pain, no cameras
Been dodging fame since 97
The bridge you burned cost me a lot
I cancelled you no 7th heaven
They twitter

I spoke to my girl friend she's thirty seven
You would think that I'm in 7th heaven
I'm living too fast, ignoring the warnings
I know that I'll pay

wish I had some more stability.
And I wish I had somebody making lunch for me.
I guess I miss the 7th grades in life, the thought of Pizza Day.
I thought

a glock
Like i'm the 7th path of pain i'm here to bleed the block
And you gone be dead when they get here you don't need the cops
Yung boy moving quiet but

Kingdom keys RPGs
We unlock it

Nuclear warheads
Prophetic rockets

Wars on wars

The mist of heaven from the1st to da 7th

 Three and a half days in

Growing up, I was always seen as the ugly girl
Nobody really adored me, I had nobody to hold
Fell in love in 7th grade with a guy named Alek
Then had

me
A dude from the woods
Now its saint Paul 7th st.
End wars
Make peace
Pen - pad
Dank - leaves
Hoping that I fade away 
Mo-dank - day dream 
Chillin

I'm Rock Lee boutta open up my 7th gate yuh
I can't feel my body and I cannot feel my face
Call me Peter Parker feel in love with Mary Jane
Boutta

just peasants
Imma stay winnin yall are pretendin
I work like the 1st day yall are the 7th
Bright light y'all seein the heavens
Murderin tracks wait for