Lyrics:
a lot
Nothing can faze me
God is great, everyday is getting better
Rocking my sweater, I'm G like the 7th letter
We conquered, we came
We just surviving
Beach, 7th grade year I was wilding wasn't me
8th grade year we moved right back to the V
Got caught up in the midst of the shorties and the tea
Freshman
free
When the 1st was not enough for Me to judge just Who I am...
It's the 7th and the 4th that made it all so clear to see I have
A cold heart...
and love been having confrontations.
I'm just locked outside your heart like I'm a 7th grader,
praying for the cheat code to become the perfect combination.
capacitors
Pressing powerful punks down like trash compactors
I'm not an actor
I'm a prophet of the 7th world
Heaven's staircase is long, it's starting
capacitors
Pressing powerful punks down like trash compactors
I'm not an actor
I'm a prophet of the 7th world
Heaven's staircase is long, it's starting
can't overcome
Still she looks for the one that could save her
Now she's workin' it out in the corner of town
Between 7th and south you will find her
out here winning on me
That's why my head is out here spinning on Me, They got me on an Island
I'm Deontay Wilder in the 7th tryna catch my balance
Look
Low beats yh
On the low for real man
I love this beat
Turn ma headphones up man
Aye, yh, eh!
I like that
Rolling out!!
7th level
lesson...
Now I'm steady counting fetti...
Old homies slept on me but I dont look back that shit is petty...
Didn't need y'all approval just needed my ends
Know your place, no credit
Ima come first
And second through 7th
Real pain don’t hurt
Every scar is a blessing
Ya get it?
and know
Know and know
Shout out to Hollygrove
I'm from that 7th though
Twins know and Lance
Clark know and Matt know
Shit went 180 on me
Please run
It was the 7th sign regime
Wid the nines and beams the philly and green
Wid a clik tight team and a nigga like me
Ya couldn't go wrong wid we
Eyes
accomplishments and astonishments
You know what time it is, ante up, this is in forever
Y'all got 'til April the 7th to get ya'll shit together
Let's get it!
oh yea that's true indeed
So I Take 44 for the 7th like Pistol Pete
Everything is obsolete when your pockets weak
B****es will tell you with
It all started in something like 7th grade
I got your number and we texted everyday
We've been friends and it was always that way
We had jokes
EDD on 14Gs, that KFC on 7th Street
That's where my mistakes were made
Right next to that donut shop
BAC was elevated, felonies per-meditated
with your grace
I'm hoping that you feel the same
Tell me baby am I too late
Like the boat we made on the ocean out of papier-mâché
When we were in 7th
40th, this shit is live
Fifth-floor, 56, you know the zip, district five
You're on 22nd, you from two-one
Thats on Lennox, 7th ave was news one
[Jay-Z]
to get paid
Usin' these rhymes I've been writin' since in the 7th grade
Our team played, and had physical sex with minimum wage
It was just like a piece
7th
clways gon get in my feels with the memories
Crazy how nothing has changed since we 7
Put in my heart but ain't nothing real heavenly
Maybe my
no frontin'
Choices need to be made on the 7th
A catch 22 in my midst, 'cause either way I'm fucked
Go to trial where I'll probably lose, or take my
it with my vibe
Used to treat that like my treasure
7th grade, can't come outside
I got suspended
I'm fuckin' any bitch I want
I want my weed to be
You look like you look when you got your heart broke
In 7th grade by Katie Brown
We played ball out in the yard
We raced our bikes, we wrecked our
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