Lyrics:
the man dem
Yeah, sometimes they gotta let you know that you different, I used to
Point guard, set the play on some ball shit
Poised tall, 7th grade,
up on 7th street in Mansions they inherited
1800 and in step the du Ponts
Irenee du Pont was fleeing the war in France
he made the jaunt cause
And Swallow That
Tricks Make It Rain We Don't Carry Ones
I'm From 7th Street Now Nigga Where You From?
It's A Gang Thang Can't It Money Counters
All We Do Is
friends
And maybe then... mu, mu, mu maybe then
Early mornin
On my 7th inning stretching shit, fighting sleep
Last night I thought I'd never miss
Writing
God, I’ve been waiting on my blessings
Too often now I’m stressing
My apartment now is threatening
To put me out if I ain’t caught up by the 7th
My mama
beats, with 5th and 7th chords
Say yawl gods? Why yawl capping? Yiwishi-wishi, i'm bhod
Self employed, seen more numbers than your cell phone
Fast pace
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
yeah
I tell them you should do the same, hey yeah
Look, to all my relations
I put two feathers up now
It's a glorious occasion
Welcome to the 7th
earth you do the dash
I wasn't broke for very long
Wasn't really good at math
Made me cut some 7th grade
I never re enrolled to class
Started working
an elevator
Never had Halloween, shoot at 7th graders
Breep, beep bitch, that’s the respirator
Don’t say a word, get down, you a meditator
Big Kaydo got
as we knew
you offered me drink, I wanted more than a sip
But I couldn't let go of the straws I was clinging to
Giving it over, giving it over
I was
mind, you're very welcome
You tell me my song is more than a song, it's surely a blessing
But a prophet ain't a prophet til they ask you this question
motherfuckin cash on
You know how we do it out here in California, beatch!
Bring it on the block, my million dollar spot
It was, more than just a dream for
Eternally the same
Righteous King and Friend
You are the Great I Am
A million words won’t define You
You have been everything to me
More than all I need
diamond in the sand
Way more than I imagined
Far better than I could plan
Once in million million years
Could the stars align and lead us here
I'm sure
right
We make our choices, as time goes by
But nothin' matters more than you and I
One in a million, two of a kind
You & I
It was all we could
guess that's why
I had to hit the road
For more than a million miles
More than a million times
Just to find you
Yeah, I was chasing highs
In more
block street
Nigga health care insured by that guap
More ways than [?] to me [?]
Jackals playin' overseas with they yacht
Shit I probly be the same I find
Less space between me and the Heavens
I could find a million reasons why I call You Lord
You keep showing up with more
You keep showing up with more
a chance
But your asylum has got you in a different war
Because the British wanna know what you're livin' here for
We rely on migration more than ever
heaven is free
And nothin' really more important than protectin' they peace
I wanna teach 'em how to grow up and be better than me
When I was chasin'
Eternally the same
You are Righteous King and Friend
You are the Great I Am
A million words won’t define You
You have been everything to me
More than all I
lifts up our tires eyes
And we see Jesus
For the first time face to face
All the pain will fall
A million miles away
'Cause Heaven is the Hope
health care insured by that guap
More ways than [?] to me [?]
Jackals playin' overseas with they yacht
Shit I probly be the same I find drama
Law's out
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