Lyrics:
spray
Play w us and we pull up to where you lay
I was passing them notes back in 7th grade
Now I can't get these bitches to go away
So if I call her up
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
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
squad knows I bleed blue
I'm from the 7th
I can show you how my dargs move
Stand your ground like there's
Nowhere to run to
Sip double cups, my bitches
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
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
my guns is crippin 'cause, P.B.D. posse/ I roll with Rasu, Nina Ross, and Skails, Rhythm and Ghetto, Rosiah, 7th Sign murda em all, yep...
And like
full
Of fuckboys buried by the lake
7th Ward Lord gotta pay if you wanna be
A boss hog instead of a fucking slave
I'm 'bout whatever you 'bout
These
In 7th grade, we promised that we'd never break each other's heart
Fought with the pressure of deep depression while naked makin' confessions
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
play me girl
Baby girl
If I go to jail hope u gonna bail me girl
I wanna die for you
Gat to keep on trying
I won’t tire for you
Wanna be your 7th I want
Bobby was a beautiful girl from a small town in a great big world.
Her daddy owned the corner store off of 7th Avenue.
Danny-Jo just turned
The 7th day is Sabbath
Of the Lord thy god
On that day active-lay avoid that job
In 6 days the Lord made the heaven and earth
On the 7th day he
withered away to skin and bones
All I want is to be at home
But I'm in rehab for the 7th time
Don't want to deal with this for a lifetime
Doesn't matter
on the real July 7th I’ll be blacking out
I'll send the mans pockets right into a fuckin drought
So on the real July 7th I’ll be blacking out
I'll send the mans
will make you shine essential drops onto your soul
she's a fruit
mmm I love you
**
7th of July 12 at the moon she's glowing 16th July and 12 at noon
your love
When I first met you, I started to feel your love
Ever since the 7th grade, you've been seeing what I been going through
I'm sorry for writing
Every time I try to fuck, she let me in like I hate lines
I'm a Black Panther, I ain't gon' lie, this like my 8th life
This your 7th put on, but you got
was plotting, I'm on 7th street front the mobile Nigga I was plotting
IYKYK,
Can't convince me your name ring bells nigga cause no You don't, got
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
more than they love me
Are you still the topic of her poetry
All these questions that I ask
I can't stop
If you dated her in 7th grade
I still want
yeah, that's my 7th take, alright
Yo
Yo, I crack the bottle right on top of your head
I'm top of that ledge, your music got me close to the edge
Been
and then we switch the glock
Park they whip they try to spin thru West 7th Block
Backseat in a foreign
-- hot
Dslime floating down they strip with 24 out
I don't wanna naughty girl
끌고 갈게 rarri를 I was car 7th
그때처럼 말이야
every night I secretly
look at your insta
I haven't seen your face
그래도 인사 못해
난 그래서
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