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It's been a good one
Yeah
Uh, yeah
Eighteen
Thank you for treating me the way that you treated me
Compared to sixteen, seventeen, this was a bike

Seventeen with a glock 
Anything fi the stack
Trigger squeeze, man a drop 
And a nuh trees man a chop
Change your route, watch your back 
Cause

What?
What?

Young Bobby Kennedy, bitches gon' remember me
Sippin' on my remedy, feelin' like I'm seventeen
Keep me in your memories, motherfuck

Get on the Train

God Street Wine

Red

1996

That we ain't seen the worst of this heat
Police sergeant come by to call
Shot seventeen holes in the wall
Got mud on the rug in the hall
And said

I'm Pregnant

Kleenex Girl Wonder

After Mathematics

2002

Somehow I know we'll get by

Because I'm much smarter now
I know all your secrets and even they don't get me down
Your hard to figure out and even

"The little one"
Said he's on murderin', he ain't even seventeen
Why you all actin' like you know me?
Give me just a pokey, let me see a opp, now,

Sally
By the seashores, I sold shells to the catties (who did it?)
Me and akh done it twice, we're pending on a triple (verb)
Xrp, we're tryna let

gettin' home by four?"
Big man at seventeen
Can't be stuck at my home no more
Mum sayin' stuff 'bout openin' up but
That's what the bros are for
(That's

the body of a woman, the way you move it like a queen
You got the face to raise a riot, and still you're only seventeen
But little girl you're oh so shy,

the body of a woman, the way you move it like a queen
You got the face to raise a riot, and still you're only seventeen
But little girl you're oh so shy,

I remember seventeen
The day you moved across the street
I was playing it cool, I didn't know what I was doing
Never got to tell you how many

always sinnin', so we stay Glock totin'
Ten toes down, promise I can't fold
Every situation, I stuck to the code
Did my time like a man, seventeen up

held our baby with your eyes at seventeen

And I kissed you goodbye beneath the December sky
Then I walked to work through Mononga to the mine

In the backseat we were barely seventeen
cnd we wrote our names in the window steam
cnd in that old car looking at the stars
So quiet, I thought

everything's fine
Saddle up with the boys
Shoot out the lights

I can see your picture
I can hear your songs
Highway seventeen still gets me home
I'm

that's seventeen (boo)
G17, need ten .17's like Pooh and Guwop (glee, glee)
Old-school with a two-pot
Hold on, who's that there by the food shop? (Food

Run away, run away, run away with me

Maybe when we're seventeen 
We could build ourselves a castle
Somewhere by the Caspian Sea
No parents would be

You fell in love with America 
When you were twelve years old
And by seventeen you knew you had to see it all
You loved your dad and the love he

for the GLE
Seven plates, that's seven scenes
Brick of B, that's seventeen (boo)
G17, need ten .17's like Pooh and Guwop (glee, glee)
Old-school

There's a girl begging in the street
for a dollar and a dream
I think she's only seventeen
Her eyes are wet, her lips are dry
as she steps close by

started rapping (uh)
That eight-year embarrassing, one phone call I can make it happen
Seventeen shot clip made from plastic
Boombastic, know you ain't

the dark, it's lit
I want everything, every motherfucking thing
I was seventeen, auntie put me on the street
And I met a queen in the belly of the beast

In a church, by the face
He talks about the people going under
Only child know
A man decides after seventy years
That what he goes there for, is

Last time
Last time I saw Jeannine
She looked just like a royal queen
And she cruised by with some wealthy guy
In a Cadillac limousine
Last time