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dismay, I'm levelin' up, yeah
There's too much treasure to hunt, there's too many hoes in the spot
The ratio seven to one
Livin' for right now 'cause I

by my side
I will never turn if you ever had my back
Call it double 7-5 cuz we rollin’ with a pack
Gotta be on your toes when they comin’ for the neck

tryna further my own come on

For the time being i promise we gone celebrate 
Fine wine bottles by the gallon toast to better days 
Without a care in

Jay Z

SiR

Seven Sundays

2015

a dime
So I hop out front exit 42
Hit down mansions, to Inglewood city what it do
Got a call from my day one nigga perfect timing
He can have the 9, 7

you die alon
Whoever you take a bullet for
Just usually pulls the trigger on
motherfucker you die alon

I am afraid
I am afraid the day
when get’s

a preacher to exercise, I'm tired now
Fuck a hostage, I'm shootin' myself, hold up
For' I load of the bullets kill the priest from shock in the confession room

for the neck, or a bullet to my head
They're all just my fateful whispers
They're all just my fateful whispers

Or maybe we could find a way
Down a path

I'm tryna change my aspect on life
I'm tryna connect with my environment cause the climate has changed
Whenever Labor Day comes by, I'm cleaning my

Bussa Bus'
One seven
Rap God

Notorious
My warriors
Be glorious
Twenty-eight, twenty two, now stories up
So keep my dick up out your mouth

can't escape 'em, can't run
Got some bullets in the dresser as I polish my gun
They sayin' they clean as a day one
But I'm holdin' on, prayin'

Outy When I Drive/Blamed

Chris Brown

Indigo [Extended]

2019

I got bitches in my coupe (huh)
Me and Breezy, fifty hoes, by the group (by the group)
That's yo' bitch, she told a lie, ain't told the truth, ooh

the players
In a game we never made, I ain't never signed papers
I ain't never liked Reagan, bet I'm waiting for the day that
We all go high, get smarter, do

be
Surely one of my kinfolk shouldn’t serve me free
The lovely one to whom my heart adheres
For her I’d serve you for seven years
When I claimed that

The Militia

Gang Starr

Belly

1998

up with raps to tear you up like big gats
for big stacks, watch your back when I send em in
Caught you tremblin, my name and face you're rememberin

(yeah)
Guiliano bout my parm and romano
The texas toast for the spaghettis
Her prima got perkies and addys
The xnannies, the patties, the molly and betties

On Bail

Xzibit

Full Circle

2006

these knots
Motherf*** want that Benz with the millions by the karats
When they pacin' all day, they start talkin' like a parrot

Information, they

nightmares, those people; are my family,
Your lives; my anger. Do it for them, I do it for me.

Do it for them. Fuck it, I do it for me!

Those bullets; my

need no money for food or wine
Cookin' up my own moonshine
These are the days that I have left
Until apocalypse
Man this cost of living's killer
These

If U Wanna Know

Guerilla Maab 3d2

In the Mist of Guerillas

2000

the Maab is on the rise
Trae and Dougie D, Guerilla Maab for life

Everybody get wired up, ('cause me and my Maab be popped up)
We concrete bust no

Back in the Day [CD Bonus; Mix]

Ahmad

Ahmad

1994

some days I sit and wish I was a kid again

Back in the days, but now the year is '87
'88 that's when my crew and I were in junior high
In 7th grade,

it by (Yeah)
No one left was on my own, tryna make it through the night
We was down but we alright
It was dark but it got brighter
Watch for snakes I

Maintain, when I'm with my niggas
In where I'm from
Drive-bys in the broad day
Get your house sprayed
When the your rent's paid (Everywhere I go)
Still see

new sunrise on shoulder
I smell the roses by the day
I'll be in my own world.
Mental construct to hide the pain (Hey)

Its a lovely day, lovely day

that pressure
And one day they won't feel the same
Gettin it 7Dayz, Stackin it 7Wayz
We all got the same time frame
Maintain your game
There ain't no