Lyrics:
If you're not scared, then you'd better be
This city, oh so pretty, is the death of me
An epidemic of men out menacing
So, brothers and sisters, sing
girlfriend
I'm a Friday night
I'm overshadowed by the weekend
Still I'm a shot you didn't let go to waste
Wanted me first but now I'm second place
Now I'm
way or another
Like those 7 brave souls in the Challenger
Who were lost over the Atlantic Ocean
73 seconds it had only been gone 73 seconds
second set
Gold by the pound load it up to my private jet
Lookin in the mirror, Gah damn, ya boi heaven sent
Money getting longer taping in to my
Miss her like a second sister
What is give for sixty seconds with her
I just to tell her that I
Love her like no other
And they ain't no replacement
hope my mood is contagious
I move with arrangements, I shoot at the ranges
I got proof I got bangers, win it all in game 7
Prepared for this last second
through so much shit and more
Since the start of Year 7 (it's crazy)
And I’m thanking God that I’m breathing
No less than a second
When I walk in
Second story you told me
Got me fucked up
If it weren't for this motherfucker
You'd be fine
And it's shitty to think
This verse can apply
To like 7
(in the plans)
If I had one wish it would be a second chance (a second chance)
Wanna tell you that I love you and hold your hand (hold your hand)
a blonde hair
Five seven, Alabama piece of heaven
On a Thursday night
Wasn't planning on a no sleep sunrise
Kissing by the riverside
Looking into your
was barely awake
We hadn’t even made the tea
By the river’s side, three of us died
My momma, my sister and me
My momma, my sister and me
Six hundred
the Devils only head
Buried him beneath ur bed
The Devils dead
I just fucked your bitch like that
Took the devils only head
Buried by your sister's hands
of names
Decades of work
For a second of fame
We're out of time
Gravity's no friend of mine
I've been away
Way for a long
Long kinda time flies by
Think I
Girl rethink where you put that box cause it don't belong in the trash
He's packing heat like the box is on fire
It's the six one seven, he runs this
I want somebody familiar
By my reflect today
Take the shot
I'll be your hero
God pressure to the second
Tell me what I've done, done
Just
back and go holy hell we had the best sex
But literally I was depressed as hell
I wish I had a second chance but I gotta keep moving
To be saved by
You'll never go to heaven (No you won't)
Because you've been a terrorist since you were seven
Stop calling your dick Kevin (Kevin's a weird name)
We know
I’m in tears demons chase him now
And my little sister
How much that I miss ya
Can’t explain through words but I thought I’d let ya
Know I’m bleeding
My girlfriend left me for a seven foot Indian
My grandma hung herself on a tree in the Caribbean
My sister's on the dope and my brother always picks
in Montgomery Village
Back in Maryland I was living in my sister's basement
Then some shit happened, you know, she kicked me out, it was Christmas
The day of Judgment has arrived
Only the blessed shall survive
The second coming of Jesus Christ
Returning like a thief in the night
Who bold enough to challenge this deadly reportation
Of keeping MC's in a hopeless situation
No comparison, if you put the darts side by side
One will
regrets, no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do
then doubled dip fucking with her sister
I know I ain't shit I ain't proud of it
Then caller 16
Had to call them right back like want a verse
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