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journey and
I just want to live my life enriched in gold
Stay blessed cuz I don't need it if it won't better my soul
In my 7th Day Adventist days

jaw
Desensitized by death so drank got us to sleep easy
Look at the next rapper that's finna be banned from TV
I'm make it like the 7th Hokage, best

phone
 
For your 7th text this hour 
Jem "your so pretty like a little flower"
It’s a pity that the ego is getting outta 
Your reach your sweet but I like

of the clothes everyone else had
He just kept drawing his best friend was a sketch pad 
7th grade got made fun of
Threw the kid in front of a car 
The brakes

I still remember the feeling of jacobs fist against hit My head In 7th grade and got no interest in repayin

Told my mothers boyfriend he had

I know I'm dedicated
Pull up to the scene all black look like a Raider
Knew that I would be the shit by the age of 12
I was a 7th grader
Auntie on my

friend of mine;  He flew away to higher lands;
Maybe our horizons were too narrow for such an Early Age Sparrow""
 
I MISS YOU, EARLY AGE SPARROW

7th

gotta keep waiting
And shoutout to Sano that's my dawg from the pavement
NoHesiKe my brotha too ain't no hesitation
MDB solid since 7th grade ain't no

Bitch I'm from the city hard to tell who really  with me 
Right on 7th cve I was waiting on the jitney 
So much love for Givenchy I'll give that boy my

(Yo
You free right now?
Look man, I'm
I'm— I'm tired man
I'm sick of this shit)

7th of January
Count it like actuaries
Finding a reason to live
We

slammin' brakes 'cause I'm late
Still courtside at the Pelican's game but they won't say my name
Blanco Leopardo, I'm the 7th ward lord
The chopper never

Ballin since the 7th grade 
Everything I do is big  
Cuz i don't hesitate 
Pose a toast let's celebrate 
I just need the cake 
On that henny straight 
Only

about you
I still love everything about you
I'm not myself when I'm without you (Yeah)
Feels like 7th grade all over again
Sitting down in the class,

Allah spoke to me
I once lost myself
Like in 7th grade
Donnie pressed on his temples
And made himself seize
He did it comically
Though he was relieved

Exhumed as Johnie
The 7th Ray
(Ayee)

All the shade, shade
Always thrown my way
But I guess I gotta flex
On these fucking sweet flakes
All the paid, paid

call me Kway Kway
I take her to the back of the stu for a replay
Let me relay race you call me Usain
Bolt of lightning I'm Striking
Not McQueen
Since 7th

old junk
Boys were no better 
And girls could be cruel 
So I took a ride from a stranger 
One day after school 
7th grade and sheltered 
I was just

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

this for me fuck those plaques and them awards nigga 
This that everything is good 7th day 
God speed it is well let my words demonstrate 
Infiltrate

the fake 
Obey the blade
No masquerade 
This that motherfucker who lost his mind way back in 7th grade
Outcasted by the masses
I'm the lab rat in that cage,

stronger than lightening strike
If I ever rap battle you, it’s the last day
You could ever hold on to that fuckin' mic
Back to the 7th grade were I was

bogged down by
The space from then to now
I'll hold you close
Til we arrive

We drive on unplowed roads these days
In our 7th January.
And as the winter

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 not simply
I go through bitches kick em out just like its 7th inning
She let me paint it On the daily
Need a Polaroid
Fucking on Jody momma
Baby boi