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I want off the hit list likely I'll risk it, verbal's a headache
Year 10, how you think, how you think licks?
Done that in my kicks, kickers opp thot

should scare the ghosts away but
Hindsight always makes them stay and
We grow older, years go by
But I don't know which one of us was right

She still has

As the years go by I notice that my flies
Are always open wide, they leave nothing to hide
I'm taking such a chance just bending in my pants
I can't

poured that bottle dry
Seven years and a world of fears, I was chasing that devil's high
By this time tomorrow and one last deal down in Lafayette
Then

(Tried to take my love from you)

Pointing at cars as they roll by
Who knew from riding buses, we'd be trained to be so fly? (Uh)
Landing deep in

Slam my bedroom door
Oh, seven years or more it's been
I find myself searching through my closets and my drawers,
cnd secret candy tins.

Fumbling

strong

24/7 365 days a year
So glad that your love don't stop
It never disappears
Its never ending, never ceasing, everlasting Incredible, indescribable,

hiding the pain
I was struggling so early, had to check out the game

Seven years old, seen a body drop, that shit is insane
Devil on my shoulder while I'm

12 days without a memory
And 7 years of peace
All shattered into pieces
When Gladys took you back

Her breakdowns, the asylums
You’d often changed

not like you

You're not going to school with them
You're learning differently 
Years are passing but things don't change
You're twelve and you can't

the time I was seven years old
Tell my sins to the greatest sinners
The world has ever known
Watching the faithful die for their belief
In an invisible home

gets robbed
I got like one more year till y'all know me by the voice
And then it's only what I want to do y'all got no choice
Now somebody said to me you

Three weeks gone by and we haven't spoke
Acting out stories like we're seven years old
The thought of you should've buried me 6ft
But that rabbit

get your bitch undressed
In the recent 4 years of my I've yet to be impressed
Yes Indeed
Touch my damn weed
Grab the cookie from the jar right from

standards need some lifting
My wallet's like a morgue
Cuz ain't a nigga in there living
A blessing
The kid's next door
Call me number seven
A sick nigga
Not

three years old to me, I'm growing faster than y'all
When it comes to maturity level
Promise that I'll never stoop to your level
I'd do anything to be

Fuck you think this rap shit for
I ain't come for nothing less
All them years was by myself
All the doubt but I progress
Bitch I seen my momma cry
I

watched the years go by
We he's early it warms my heart
Cause you're the man who makes a house a home
Seven people
All his love

Guardian
Isn't it great
Now

to fuck your life it feels like it bitch faithful two players and be creeping on the nice kids my outfits like $7 hand me down Lakai kicks the feeling I got

weapon
She a snack bitch
I'm the whole concession
Mirror the truth
Try to break me
That's seven years trauma induced
Tried to vote me off
My niggas

them jakes
I already spent like 10K this year
Told that bitch come here, yea
I'm tryna buss it, I'm sippin' on red, no Tussin
Wit' a stick up in public

of rain? Can you feel it dripping?
The sea that I see me in is no longer calm
Distorts my reflection like mirrors that shatter
The next seven years it's

of the Mayan calendar,
52 weeks by a year.
Intergalactic
space travelers from Phoenix.
Past life on Venus,
their speech was affricative.

the garden, though these hoes ain't loyal
I'm a son of the soil, why I move so royal
Mother, I sober, life of a loner
Lucky number seven got me screaming