Lyrics:
Mister Frankie Diamond was my best friend We were partners in a business down on see & 7th
Nothin' ever got this good brother down He was a real
In those times I swore that clock moved twice as fast
I visited your house someone in 7th grade
Your young dog ginger often jumped on my lap
Your
Got into it with my pop's like dang I hope you repent today
Like a 7th grader in math class said "dang this stuff is boring"
Shot Satan through his
mad tricks on your mind (mind)
If you're blind to the wicked ways
The devil plays mad tricks on your mind
Verse Three: 7th Ambassador
He
December 7th
Popsy did you make it heaven
Talk to God make he fight our battle
I go try, I go make things dey happen
I'll be like Thor in this real life
"never!"
ooh ooh I was out of luck
But ten seconds later somehow we got stuck in that elevator
Heaven on the 7th floor
(Hey baby)
Heaven on the 7th
rejected
So I just cop a ounce & put it in a row
Met bro in 6th grade
7th grade we was making this shit
And they never thought we get paid
8th grade LA
a close call with a grenade
I think we both must have been about 7th grade
But don't panic we both survived without damage
But we developed a bond like we
everything from the streets
Shorty from 7th a bonafide freak
She wit the shits like Melli n meek
She make me feel good she say I’m unique
Ima keep workin
black like a funeral
When you come home
I'll stop this
When you come home
I'll stop this
Runnin' from the cops through the motherfucking 7th
Six
beyond the light of the sun
Knowledge will keep you forever young
I'm on the ledge of the 7th heaven
Devils attempted to defend levels they can't ever
blues away
And since you came by, I’ve reached cloud 5, recovery is smitten
Its like 7th heaven, could be cloud eleven, this love potion I have bitten
Oh
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
pops, always came through
6/25, 2008
Starting 7th grade, mental health was never the same
I was ten years, with the fears, of never being great
Parents
rough
Gotta shove down the pain show I'm actually tough
The creator lookin at me reading language of love
The liquid move through me upon the 7th I seal
can't keep you close
I been had to hustle evicted from my crib in 7th grade
Needed new clothes sold dope and got good pay
Fuck a real job I made my own
the record that be the reason my legacy's manifesting
I direct godsend from the 7th heaven
If you're a believer encourage my progression
I no fit let life win me
I gats win for this life
cnd even if I failed 6 times
Watch me go again the 7th time
My ex said I couldn't make it
I be
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
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
wait to see you again
(Hey!) 1, 2, follow you
3, 4, I love you more
5, 6, 7th Heaven, yeah, you're the one I know I adore
Everyday I Need You here
Shine
Had Free lunch in the 7th grade
A Free spirit, nigga never hate
God get me outta hell for Heaven sake
My deep lyrics who could relate
Trapped in
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
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
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