Lyrics:
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
from Cali, you get it I mail 'em
38 baby I post on the 7th
Hop out the car wit' that Mac-11
Runnin' wit' killers, we all be steppin'
Pull up and spray
the pop loc, you bought me soda pop
My nigga cartoon, Lil Noock & Pete Both from the north
We meet in 7th grade on the B-Ball court
Just like the homie
felt like Common Sense
Promise I did more for my niggas than them Obamas did
Late-night stepping like Thriller you niggas dead to me
Tagging 7th
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
in the 7th house the 11th hour
To connect what God allowed us your flowers blossom
From birds and bees collided the world is ours
And hold you closely
Dependin' on how you keep your hair
Now it's fuck 'em up and nothin' but NWA
Smokin' a 7 or an 8th, way before 7th grade
My classmates sellin' yay
been going down one way
Like driving on 7th ave
The fuck do you know about hustle, 'til your vision turn into tunnel
It's knowing the shit that you built
don't want to be forgotten
I don't want you to be
Another Lullaby
Yell it
Ah
Remember back
Remember back at night
Remember back in
It's July 7th
Almost
on the 7th
So our very first day as humanity was us resting with our Father of Heaven
What a blessing
The world says to do your best even if it cause you
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:
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
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
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
changed since the 7th grade for heavens sake
Treat me like I'm invisible
I guess I'm missable
I'm miserable
I guess my money made my mind devisable
I'm
on love
It's cuz you feel forever buzzed
It's the, the way I feel
Make my, knees week at will
If this, is 7th Heaven
Then you, my Jessie Biel but uh
Can't
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
was in my front yard
Playin ball every day after school in 7th grade
Too be honest I would pay my life to see my sister one more day
But fuck it ima
legend refreshing the essence of the direction blessings assexion to 7th heaven
[Chorus]
We could Fucc by the shore beaches that’s sandy
Do ya wanna see
die and I go to heaven
Fuck with me bitch
I done came with the mac 11
On tv and I ain't talkin bout 7th heaven
Young based god
Nigga do what the fuck I
when I arrive
You can see hate in they eyes
Baby they tried
But 7th ward soldiers don't die
Our energy turn to vibe
And get the whole universe high
Ah Ah
scatch right Marina AKA strings
Reighn Supreme rap and sing 7th to the
Dome no block or shades
Sway Cash Money Collaborate
Like Cast or Troy "you wanna
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
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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