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shit, don't waste my time (Aye)
Practicing patience, I'm a patient to this life (Yuh)
Fucked me up from the inside,
Twenty-seven years that shit flew by

to make some room
Remember I was seven
Looking up at heaven
Praying that my life get better by eleven
But it never did
I was in the mix
Had to get up out

say I came late
Bitch, I'm right on time
Let's get back to basics
Here by G-O-D's grace
Y'all niggas still live in the matrix
I ain't ever matriculate

I just wanna thank God
They say I needed to stay humble
But it's been 7
Years of stumble after stumble
Eating Ramen by the bundle and
Hamburger

were Storm,
Bringin Major Pain,
Like Damon Wayans,
My day to day,
Consists of Music, Money, Mary Jane,
cnd maybe some Drank, the
19 years old and can't

top 10s, nigga now we top 3
Had niggas laid out on concrete for them oxys
Bitch text me
Said she gon slide when she leave Roxys
I was high as shit last

Promise I’ll have you bopping 
By the end of the song
I’m here a long time
Might as well make it good
Awkward black nerd with a pinch of hood
Fear

and gave them hail/ closed my lane and paved with nails/ flow so ‘caine no weight can scale/ tryna be so true inside 7 years lost you and I/ that’s how long

prepared
It's basically clear the beast is here
You get X'd out by the X-Men
It's our turn you the next man
Keep it cool though be the best fan
Or get yo

by me

I can't rap
But when I do it's with a cat in my lap

Age twenty-seven
Turned my amp up to eleven
Rap took, a matchbook made in heaven
Bad look

by the way of Sweetwater
Not fucking your bitch but rather your daughter
2 Years to 20 but I'm feeling like 30 playing it safe till it's time to get

prepared
It's basically clear the beast is here
You get X'd out by the X-Men
It's our turn you the next man
Keep it cool though be the best fan
Or get yo

huh
Let me tell y'all 'bout this boy
He was seven years old
Always doing good
He did everything mama had told
Till he was around the hood and saw shit

tussle let’s discuss it

I got too
Much time

Bitch step into my mind i be Devine
I be the seven you the nine
I got a hunger and it never ends
I’m never

A-Rod blues Bell Music by the way
LaGuardia High School representing
New York U, Clive Davis 2-0-2-0
We ain't nothing new bro straight up, check

Yeah, you looking at a rockstar living
Yeah, car never had a limit
I had a feeling since I was 7, ayy
Hoes sounding like a
Yeah, they put themselves first

rockin
Leaving your bitch jockin' but I ain't got time
I'm joggin
Collecting profits, don't give a fuck
What time the clock says
That shit is nonsense
I'm

Trainspotting, I get high, the pain stopping
I go by too many names, it's the same nonsense
Me and bros were burning gas way before the license
They

bout some shit from last week
Bitch stop its distracting
Better pour this tea for me, you like her more than me?
No matter what she says she'll always be

blast you off, blast you off

Phasers set to stun, oh now isn't that fun?
Morality sure is a bitch, when you've got the seven year itch
Blast you off,

you call me Tom
Ford, but I'm just coming with the crash course
Swerving in the coup cuz we're finally on tour
Four damn scour and 7 years ago
I was

the thousands

It's all a part of the grinding
It's 7 years I've been rhyming

I overcame any problem
Everything changed since Autumn

Took all the chances
I

relate?
My n***a 24 and served 7 years 
But you could see the love in his face
A real motherfucker never bend and never break
A real motherfucker gonna

big bag bitch that's all I blow
Grinding 365 twenty four seven
Anything a nigga wanted had to get myself
Taught to duck you fuck niggas taught to keep