Lyrics:
stoned
Yeah, 911 heaven
Seven figure nigga, laced out with 7/11
Tonight she ain't yours
She off the 7th Heaven (Let's go)
Blowbama P, she call me
Decades, meet me at Heaven's Gates
7th Ward by the lake 'til my death
He'll come off of your drunken stupor from Bourbon Street, Saturday night!
Get up
That's truth
What's up
Ain't nothing changed but the color of the money
These new blue hundred dollar bills, huh
How that look
Jones
I'm on 7th
a fight
Be A little less heaven tonight
Who knew the sacred, aint always for heaven's sake
No 7th day rest when your always keeping me awake
Only church we
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
second
Swear that I'm gone quit and leave like every second
But, rents due and if i pay past the 7th
They gon chew me up and spit me out like devils up in
God then made man in His own image
And for man to take care of everything He has created.
On the 7th day, God rested, such a wonderful creator.
Who
me tap it
217 To the 511
Send my ass to heaven
Back with the reverend
We ain't talk-in 7th heaven
Really flowin' really goin' got you groovin'
Uh
Or
They up inside a prison
Been thankful god for blessing my soul
By why a nigga still living
Tonio died we was in 7th grade
I still got niggas ain't
me
Am I gonna get away before they can arrest me
Motherfuckers looking for a feature it ain't stress me
Hit my DMs for the 7th time don't test me
Let's
bleeds from the pure flour that Toby brought
And I'm not spose to tell u this but
Tomorrow they didn't get caught
Sooo for the 7th time we yell
Shots
Shots
often search for profit but I ain't killed nobody stop it put
It on petro 7th sign voted for deathrow and the death note read
Be
E baby debbie tell me did
cousin came home about 2 days later
September 25th to October 7th
Me and my co-defendant, saying we stealing cars and toting weapons
With no confessions,
Like that, uh
PSMIITH gon hit it like that, yeah
Osmosis gon get it like, like
NightTHREE
Bases loaded
Stretch the 7th inning to win
Last second,
an appropriate track
To shout the bros like my nigga Tim rollin’ the thrax
7th grade hoop dreams thinking Kobe and Shaq
Remember duck lip friend tried to throw me
you
The stumbling narrow-minded becomes you
The overwhelming power - it eats you from the inside
still you have got to rise again
7th Movement:
the days
We didn't dwell on our fait
Blowing wit T60t and Crazo on 7th
On Mook and paCman on 8th
Watching For The Enemies
While we Still up On The Creep
of light
That's right
When you dream about heaven
It makes you wanna die
Ask for the 7th destination
But do it on the sly
'Cause if your mum sees you
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
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
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
loud, fuck doing it quietly
16 bottles on the table
That’s the first order
Hell-a serious about it
7th game and 4th quarter (Swish)
I like big parties,
Allah spoke to me
I once lost myself
Like in 7th grade
Donnie pressed on his temples
And made himself seize
He did it comically
Though he was relieved
often search for profit but I ain't killed nobody stop it put
it on petro 7th sign voted for deathrow and the death note read
b
E baby debbie tell me did
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