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February break up with her around February 7th
Your love life will be in shambles but your pockets will be in heaven
If it's Christmas time breakup with her

the cheat codes
I'm here to save the game like on the 3rd day he rose
And on the 7th day he rested
I'm often seeking answers from the man nailed on my

Makes sense but uhh deep values I made dense,
Found zen, and lost hate my 6th 7th and 8th sense
I'm sayin' f*ck all that drama yo I'm good
The present

though he had this one
I was hittin' him with them scriptures yeah
7th hour turnt around I won
I got back to my roots
I'm grounded in truth
The power that

the mind state
Meditate till the stress gone
Dropping DMT to alleviate
Dropping DMT just to see the truth
Levitate to my 7th state
Medicate when I’m living

I used to tell my friends about the doors to the other side
Living in the basement of my basement on 11th
Ride the 7th month a couple - shit -

jaw
Desensitized by death so drank got us to sleep easy
Look at the next rapper that's finna be banned from TV
I'm make it like the 7th Hokage, best

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

paradise
Guess both my parents' right
Work to your goals and it's a paradise

Words get electric
Been rapping since 7th
That's on my dead ones they resting

at the blackboard
Blinds weren't a match for
Three little twerps slingin'
Heaters from the back door
Threw across the body like
Mahomes how we passed
7th grade has

around to catch a wave
I never can be replaced
Duplicate it’s never same
Bitches call from 7th grade
It’s hard too shake this game
I’m still deep in they

breakin'
Even in the 7th Ward with bag of dope, boy
Hope the smoke will clear out by the mornin'
Got me choking, boy
Whatchu hopin', boy? That we broken

New Orleans, ayy
7th Ward Lord cuttin' guts with a sword
Yung Mutt 'cause I'm half-fucking-foreign
Ayy gimme the blunt, bitch
You wastin' all the weed

irrelevant
Writing you a canticle
My language is semantical
Like I'm on the 7th year
We calling it sabbatical
Fill me up with wisdom
Making me grammatical

I run the block like i'm Muselini
Bad bitch with a new bikini
100k for a new bugatti
blood money dripping venom
living life 7th heaven

Loool why you

heaven or hell nor dead or in jail the life, of a veteran shelved/
The Genesis, of developing cells enveloped in hell,
& on the 7th day heaven prevailed/
I

yeah
I stay keeping my faith
Dreams so big it feel like a wraith
You put me 7th then you gon be 8th
We ain't the same some call it interfaith
I pray

hear me unleash the beast Like the 7th seal was broken
But can I piece together these words spoken
To help me reach my peak
Before I get to speak wise

If I died, I'm going straight to 7th heaven
Just hope I make it to my graduation
I'd have the angels in a choir singing like Mariah
And when it's

Whiteness Gang, we keep on yelling
Let them know it's not okay to be telling
How you making money, copping a 7th
Good Gas, u know that's what we selling
Don't

life over gambling
Everybody fresh from 1st ave to Drew Hamilton
I get love on 8th ave
I get love on 7th too
I came to ya party got the weapon thru

Once I turned 12  I knew I was meant for this s***

Still remember 7th grade writing lyrics in gym 

I put time in this s***

You hear the bars you still

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

now I use this pen to calculate my next decision
He rap like he possessed so we might need a exorcism
I do this for the 7th
But my actions back in 2 11