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Of a childhood she never got live
By the age of 30 she was on her 7th kid (that' me)
And I know she couldn't stand me
I was fighting for her love
But she was

Cromartie interceptions. (hahaha)
Knock knock at door/ “what ya’ll knocking for?”/  “Um excuse me, it’s your neighbour from the 7th floor”,
We can feel

Produced and recorded by Chris Nunn for 7th Sounds Productions

Rebecca Move
Produced by LUKE4PREZ 

Hook:
Master of this shxt,
This chess not checkers,
Shooting birds at the hecklers,
I rep the 7th letter,
Can’t

of pizza fo me
(Damn)
Back at home
There ain't no peace it all
Somethings common
I guess that I'm the cause
Vicious cycles 
Every 7th day
God goes to sleep

Smoke 'em like a zip hit his car then watch it flip
Dump 'em in the lake watch it sink then break away
Everybody love the Boogeyman from the 7th street
If

the fade
Baby face killa like I’m signed to Laface
(Uh huh)
Baggies in my draws working 7th and 8th
Duck and dodging police tryna feed all the fiends
(Uh

and love been having confrontations. 
I'm just locked outside your heart like I'm a 7th grader,
praying for the cheat code to become the perfect combination.

Look at the SLIT she made jus made
Crazy as fuck that I knew her since the 7th grade
Call me the new NUBIAN KING YUNG SWITCHBLADE
Walk up in

The damn Jackson's
And my dawgs big steppas
They be stepping up
Heads up
May 7th
And that Sevens Up
Sevens
Put my heart in, Got the best of it
Sevens
May be

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

Palestine is not a controversial claim
How you defend yourself when you the one that hold the weapons?
Don't tell me none about October 7th
One more time may

Donuts on my hoodie
7th grade, bumpin' awkward
Momma ain't raise no bitch
Want the fade? Pull up ASAP
Always strive and prosper
I had a Ferg phase
It gets

well I believe in Magic 
As long as you know what it is, then I don't need a status 
That was the Facebook days 12 years old 7th grade still had

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

waitin' since like 7th grade what it take?
Thought by now I'd have the bread to buy a fuckin' lake
But yet & still it's a 9 to 5 barely scrapin' by
'Member

journey and
I just want to live my life enriched in gold
Stay blessed cuz I don't need it if it won't better my soul
In my 7th Day Adventist days

the 7th grade, before a verse ever got me paid
Before I ever put my 2 feet on a stage, I was livin' mediocre wit' roaches on the floor
We used a curtain

Can't leave her alone
Mmm
I can't leave her alone
I cant
Can't leave her alone
Seen her in 7th grade I ain't know her name
Airforces on hot Cheetos she

the pound

400 for a zip 2x

In 7th grade all a nigga wanted was a nick

Tryna turn it to a brick 

And I aint steppin on shit

Thats real cocaine 

Trap

to me
Everything for the low, come and get your p's with me
This is real wockeshia, why the fuck yo drank green
It all started 7th grade, I was sellin'

arm and now you niggas doubt it
Been rocking Jacob since 7th grade
Your diamonds cloudy
My mission, I’m bout it
Your vision is cloudy
My niggas
ROWDY

to the first time I got here
April 7th the day I had to sub, it appear
Like the luckiest day of my life
Feel like I should tell it all in a rhyme
I walked in,

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