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sneakers is tourists
And these bitches love me cause im gangsta but speak like a poet
Screaming 7th til i die i know that they don’t like it
Watch me coach

O’s, we are the best
Like out in traffic, you know we on 7th
He ain’t a opp, he just a fan
You know I could tell, tell by his stance
He not a member, he

shoes.

I hope you like my new ring,
you wouldn’t believe I’m just thirteen.
I’m only in the 7th grade, 
it’ll never feel that way.

I’m getting hurt from

cause she hate when I leave
Ma, I really made it and I just want you to see
Londyn want it killed, so he gave the beat to me
7th Ward nigga and I can’t

on the bus with flamethrowers
In the 7th grade
Mama found my lighter, took my phone
But I still love my flame
I know I'm gon make it
Cause I won't let 'em get

7th song, you know 7th one's the charm (Huh?)
Sing along, somebody sound the alarm
Got the planet in my palm, roll it up in a log 
Vanilla backwoods,

know that I was ready to fight
Oh, you know I was ready to fight

Walking down 7th Street
You were light on your feet
Cause you were dreaming of a ring

through my phone
Right back to my feelings like bro just leave me alone
I just wanna run away, I've liked her since the 7th grade
I know she ain't

Don't take no shit down in the heavens
Of the cannabis bars in Northern Holland
I'll be the captain of the Amsterdam boats
Heading through Zyzzx road

really don't deserve that
Gotta blick witta beam, how are you gonna differ that
If I could dream
I would dream about you
Through the 7th without you
Know

we pushed
The weed or the dope
The crack or the smack
It doesn't get no realer that
From 8th to 7th
From 7th to Lenox 
From Lenox to 5th
You know them

lying 
She knows when trying uh
Tell ma enimies only God knows when am dying 
Am a butterfly 
Am a butterflyyy 
Am a uhm! 
7th level 

Hell yh am fly I

Far from sober this my 7th solo
The bars I mixed in with the precision slowly taken over
I'm on the fence bout who is this I'm looking over shoulders

like 300 if we bein' honest

Sorry I ain't go to college, mama, I was fully rockin
On 7th Street with the thugs, on slow, the G could never leave me
Fuck

ward, 6th ward
7th ward, 8th ward
9th ward bound
10th ward, 12th ward
13th, 17th
St. Bernard, uptown 
Downtown bound 

Where I'm from?
From the home

CL I see you
Yea yeah
I could show you how to eyeball a bell
Yea
I put my 7th ward bitch in Chanel
Yea
Imma 9th ward Dawg big playa
Big Dawg
Yea yea

Fucker
Ha
Pain follows me
Stuck in the misery
Yea
I just need time to breathe
I need to be set free
1997 January 7th they said it was a Big Storm
23 years

mathematics
Yeah I did all of your homework, yeah
You were the worst teacher in the 7th grade
Yeah you know you're the worst, yeah
You know I made a song about

fuckin' dick
Gung Hei Fat Choi
Bitch I love my fuckin' life
7th street bitch, west side til' I die
Shout out 2Pac, I don't know you
But I love you man
I

gas
Cant be caught slacking
I cant even wait at red lights yeah
Sticking right to the grind, 24 till the 7th
24 till the 7th , Im always in my bag yeah

Lady cuz my flow is ridiculous
My drive in 7th gear, determination relentless
Yeah, and I know I'm gone achieve all my goals
Foreva ballin like I'm Kobe,

We got to get back to the Hollywood mansion
We got to get back to the 7th house
We got to get back in an orderly fashion
Or they will never let us

text and drive then its 7th Heaven
You can be a atheist or a reverend
Death has no discrimination
When you text and drive
Car insurance too high
Now you

bread
And niggas they fake and they talkin' n shit and I won't let it get to my head
And remember they jumped me in 7th grade cause they was hatin' all