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in the coupe and do a drive by hit
Yeah I'll pull up at the red light
Don't run, put up a fight
All this money coming right
Why yo bitch on my line?

Time passes by so fast I'm going kerosene
Ambition's low sometimes searching for better means

And all wears off that fast
I'm searching for the past

dreams and thinking about death boy In my city it ain’t safe you’ll get left boy
All by ya self boy it get dangerous so we ride with them bangers middle

thinking 'bout that day when we were seventeen

Don't you tell me that it's pointless to imagine
It's all that I'm having, hanging by the skin of my teeth

rather be a junkie before I see my sister hungry
Glizzy seventeen at seventeen I had extensions on me
They said I wouldn't amount to shit I ain't know what

There is a boy I know
He moves slow
Somewhere across the sea
He still moves me

When I was seventeen
He rode his bike right past me
Let myself

I feel like I've aged out and everyone in this town sees an empty frame in the shape of me
Seventeen's the best year and everybody loves you

This is to encourage all you believers out there
Time is flying by so fast that we must
Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ
With all our mind, heart

road runnin'
Fight Night in Vegas sittin' ring-side
Got the bows coming for the one seven
Drug zonin' in the seventeen five
Get them blue jeans for

met

We could age another hundred years
But to me you'll still look seventeen
cnd honey I've been feeling this way for a little while
Say do you feel

I gotta get this shit by any means
Two two three bullets for the enemies
Niggas talking like they really want the smoke 
Chopper like a bitch yeah

scene, it unfolds on the screen
We're seventeen, wild and free
As we tear down the street, your eyes meeting mine
It's overdrive
(overdrive, overdrive)
Now

Bless me father I have sinned
Bless me if you may
By the power of Jesus Christ
You come to me this day
I am just a middle farmer's boy
Jim Wilson is

My lil' nigga seventeen, he shootin' shit like Jimmy Butler
This exotic weed, nah, we don't sell OG or fuck with Bubba
Yeah, she thick and she blew

Remember going out at seventeen
We used to stay out till eight in the morning still
Remember gettin' high between these weeds
Seen funny things

couldn’t wrap your head around turning seventeen

The lions at the city zoo, are wondering if you’re going to stop by
Your mother’s putting on rouge,

to visit my hometown See all the things I haven't seen in ages
Passing by road lights wondering what has changed Or if it all stayed the same

Won't let cold

She's only seventeen
She wants to run away from home
She's got a fake ID
Go far away and not be known
She's only seventeen
She wants to rule

Hey, looking hazy
They're walking by my window, like every day
Looking good
Looking wavy
It's feeling like our street is a happening place
Ford

I’m driving down these old dirt roads
I see the hills up on the right 
White grass, artificial ski slope
Im speeding by the east coast train line

Oh my god, what it say on the track
If I got broke, who I'ma lean on
Bro, got a glock seventeen with the beam on it
I know you wanna ball like me,

Had a dream I got checked by a OG
And realized I gotta chill
Cause I ain't on no street shit
I'm straight from the burbs
My papa ain't raise no lame

on living my life without you by my side

I loved you, my friend
And what I wouldn’t give to see you again
To me, you’ll always be seventeen
Sitting in

Obsessing with thoughts of symmetry
Seventeen don't look so bad
Looking back, take me back
And I know it seems so far away
Haunted by the thoughts