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I've been kingpin ever since the 7th grade
You better put me in your top 5 tonight
I will always be that legend of the fall yeah
You better put me in

a gold chain or ice on my wrist
Investing my money in stocks land and shit
On top of the world yeah feeling is hella crazy
On a run for my 7th they calling

to 7th Heaven
Ambushed by some violent thugs
Hired by Arkadian

That's when Leroy's crew
Led by, student, Johnny Yu
Charged an attack
On the thugs in

much say on the 7th album? -  light
There's ill niggas that ain't poppin' without him
Like, if I'm the final destination, y'all know the outcome, right

ever
You the biggest hater ever
I was born on 7 7 the
7th letter my favorite letter
Cuz I'm a G boy a real MC boy
The 4 5th pop get rocked like d-boy

everybody on a killbill
But I'm on a chill thrill
Music has confused me so many ways
Felt fucked up since 7th grade
I saw homies holding the daggers and blade

Cromartie interceptions. (hahaha)
Knock knock at door/ “what ya’ll knocking for?”/  “Um excuse me, it’s your neighbour from the 7th floor”,
We can feel

me
A dude from the woods
Now its saint Paul 7th st.
End wars
Make peace
Pen - pad
Dank - leaves
Hoping that I fade away 
Mo-dank - day dream 
Chillin

I used to tell my friends about the doors to the other side
Living in the basement of my basement on 11th
Ride the 7th month a couple - shit -

for the second we clock
You in the curfew
Call it a rorsarch blob test, but na
Like a 7th generation jet
I put time in my craft
Approaching the aisle

I'm Rock Lee boutta open up my 7th gate yuh
I can't feel my body and I cannot feel my face
Call me Peter Parker feel in love with Mary Jane
Boutta

needed me a break like God resting on the 7th day
Yeah
And they don't wanna see me elevate
Descended from the heavens and landed on 27th May
 
Yeah, hate

Walking down 7th street in your arms
Wondering if I could hide your scars
Blessed by your love
I want to hold you back
But I'm so scared to lose you

Walking down 7th street in your arms
Wondering if I could hide your scars
Blessed by your love
I want to hold you back
But I'm so scared to lose you

write that/
Heterosexual-type that, homosexuals bite that/ Black
gloves and hands dirty/ And shit concurrin' in the
aftermath and we will smoke/ My 7th

a glock
Like i'm the 7th path of pain i'm here to bleed the block
And you gone be dead when they get here you don't need the cops
Yung boy moving quiet but

others, bitch that's your mistake
I'll be sending your ass straight down to the grave
Down to the grave right now, no later
6 feet deep, in the 7th layer

cmanda was my wife
Had a sweet little boy and a pretty little life
cnd a little fixer-upper on the corner of 7th and Main
Had to make money had to work

to this day.
I was a young nigga, like 7th grade.
Fuck it because either way, been in houses w/ Stevie.
Had the bird hot, ran to the bitch house for the 3

man that makes me a legend
Used to watch 7th Heaven like it was Animal Planet
'Cause white people have such a different dynamic
Break in her mind

ain't find that shit funny 


V2
I put on for my city 
Downtown looking great
When God made that 7th wd he ain't make no mistakes
Go get it go get it go

the 7th grade, before a verse ever got me paid
Before I ever put my 2 feet on a stage, I was livin' mediocre wit' roaches on the floor
We used a curtain

Once I turned 12  I knew I was meant for this s***

Still remember 7th grade writing lyrics in gym 

I put time in this s***

You hear the bars you still

going to complete the finishing touches on the verbaTim project with Shaka cmazulu the 7th 
While go over my notes I stumble over a lyric sheet I wrote