Lyrics:
different day
Certified lover boy ever since 7th grade
Baddest of bitches all up in my resume
All of my homies by my side life is good this shit must be
irrelevant
Writing you a canticle
My language is semantical
Like I'm on the 7th year
We calling it sabbatical
Fill me up with wisdom
Making me grammatical
blues away
And since you came by, I’ve reached cloud 5, recovery is smitten
Its like 7th heaven, could be cloud eleven, this love potion I have bitten
Oh
broke 'cause the money ain't free
I just want hydraulics on a chrome '63
And pimp a couple hoes on 7th and Cherry
Tell them bitches "Have my money"
Whiteness Gang, we keep on yelling
Let them know it's not okay to be telling
How you making money, copping a 7th
Good Gas, u know that's what we selling
Don't
He'd take me out to gamble
And say I was good luck
He would make me laugh
But make me cry when he was drunk
He'd try to make it up
By showing up with
this aint usually how I move
But don't be confused
Behind the scenes I been out making moves
My cd at 7th heaven right on troost
If you got a few dollas
the record that be the reason my legacy's manifesting
I direct godsend from the 7th heaven
If you're a believer encourage my progression
Wonder if it’d make a difference if I’d bothered to pray
On the hunt for peace of mind since like 6th, 7th grade
And if you asked me what I’ve found
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Everything is obsolete when your pockets weak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
frustrated I would write
Scotty said it's tight
Scotty was my right hand man from the jump
Leave at lunch
Skippin' 5th 6th and 7th to record
Piece of junk old
Come 'on, now let me take you back to The Land, you know where the heart of it all.
In 1993, when we was up out the scene.
The fellas with hell
slicing shit like im a anime
Nigga tried to fight me but i stabbed em in the 7th grade
Yea i brought the pipe because i heard he gotta better fade
You gon
That's on Lennox, 7th ave was news one
[Jay-Z]
Coverage I synethestry
Got rise from defending me
Cause New York'll miss me if I'm locked in
From all the blocks that I'm from
One-twelve street, 7th Avenue, New York, Uptown,u know what I'm sayin'?
183rd and Walt, my block, that's right
122nd
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 -
I tell my connect I need a salmon burger
You ever lost 6 niggas in week
On the 7th day you at church praying for strength cause you feeling weak
If I died, I'm going straight to 7th heaven
Just hope I make it to my graduation
I'd have the angels in a choir singing like Mariah
And when it's
at the blackboard
Blinds weren't a match for
Three little twerps slingin'
Heaters from the back door
Threw across the body like
Mahomes how we passed
7th grade has
versatile
Win by a mile, sack a pen and pile
One nineteen and one twenty
8th Avenue, 7th Avenue
1st Avenue, 2nd Avenue
3rd Avenue all the way to Amsterdam
versatile
Win by a mile, sack a pen and pile
One nineteen and one twenty
8th Avenue, 7th Avenue
1st Avenue, 2nd Avenue
3rd Avenue all the way to Amsterdam
bed was made
Woke up kinda good how you woke dead today
Already had a stack plus added by the 7th play
1300 front and back block where the devils play
you a visual since middle school my life still has been miserable
But you don't know what I had went through
7th grade is when I had met you
You
Free the real that's locked behind the gates
'Member when I used to flip a 8th
Make the 7th money by the 8th
All this ice and I don't even skate
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