Lyrics:
that's when my crew and I were in junior high
In 7th grade, I hated school wish it'd blown up
No doubt I couldn't wait to get out (and be a grownup)
But
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
on 7th Avenue.
But I used to wait at the diner, a million nights without her,
Praying she won't cancel again tonight.
And the waiter served my coffee with
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
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
on and on
I'm ins like- (don't rock my yacht)
I got gills like Johnny, sell that 7th Elf (well, good for ya)
Bigger than bigs, dig it (I dug it)
Ways that
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
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
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
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
the 8th grade
They were round and blue standin' in the shade
7th summer yeah we had it made
At the complex
Drinking Gatorade
Felt like 37 hours in the day
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
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
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
gotta be out by da 7th man I'm sick and tired of dis mess...
It's like god is akin' my blessings bad luck is all in my presents...
Fuck round n I gotta
Sleep on the left side
Keep the sword hand free
Whatever is gonna be
Is gonna be
For the 7th time
Without tumbling desire
Easy disease
We're gonna let it
your mrs
Tired of these deuces
Ima keep on drinking
Always been a big spender
I'm the worlds new 7th wonder
7 lives they almost over
But my art is for
a lover
But I didn't know the rules
I made six wrong turns and nearly died
But the 7th time you know I made it through
I went looking for the answers
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
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:
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
And the wrong mistake is a half
Dead ass doing the coroner
Heavenly father I'm looking into the heavens
My girl think I'm going crazy
This nigga going 7th these
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
to die
With a serious sigh, it's a conspiracy
I'm feelin the vibe, 7th Sign niggaz feelin my tribe
Cause it's the king, are you bitch-ified?
I better feed
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