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can tell by the helix You a pussy nigga, bitch, I'm finna call you Felix I don't give a fuck about your mothafuckin feelings I'm breaking through
hate me or envy me I am a man in Gods image You are a pagan God I am coded on the number seven numerology Before the numero Uno I am the frequency
night I'd drop 50 on these niggas This ain't like I keep havin' to remind niggas That I really go to sleep and wake up in the kitchen I lay by the waters
pshh I got shitted on, for the voice in my head And the blood that I shed By the hands I was fed so I just Bled as I fled (to the) Life that I craved
we just met 7 reasons I'm saying goodbye Spanish tortilla, I've had enough for two lifetimes People talk a mile a minute But they walk so slow Doesn't
with some money on us She givin' more cause I wanted more Jecbaby Hefner a lover boy Videos leaked, it was 7 to 1 huh? They caught him sleep, who was you
greedy U heard what X said better give to the needy I know you like 8 but i got 7 tho If we could work something out Let me Know I got the better stroke
The streets wicked Seen my niggas keep switchin And others turned victim Lost my brother to the system Shit just never ending Ain't no room for half
by want no ordinary life Seeking for the truth around those bitches lies Get your shit together for the perfect storm If I blew my chance I kick in
Damn, damn, you tweakin' on the beat 7.62's in the AK, these bitches breathtaking Bitch, shut the fuck up, you got my head achin I'm in this bitch
air em out with 7, 6, 2's and 2 2 3's We said fuck the drought, let's get up,and go get a Supreme Mama still in doubt, I promise I won't die
Til it's empty Heard that boy was sneak dissing Now he swimming with fishes Murda Murda kill kill 7.62s and hollow tips Pop his ass just like a pill I
BITCH IT'S HITTIN' A BIT SUSPICIOUS I TELL MY BROTHERS YO JUST LIVE YOUR LIFE HOLD ON, I GET MY GIFTS FROM THE HEAVENLIES SMOKE 'TIL I'M 77 IN A 7 V
Money on ma mind Ain't gat no to time to waste Young nigga from de street Hustling to get papers We Ain't talking bout no bitches We just Talking
sticc I lost one hoe off this shit, thank god got another bitch I'm out on bond in my Prime ridin' with this choppa, 7.62s up in this bitch knocc down
a skit by myself cause they might tell on me The homie in the feds he got a century We was cool when I was little but that don't mean shit to me Signed
And walk the streets without getting clapped Just because I'm tieing the fuzz growing in my buzz I'm doing my justice, bust this slug to the ignorant Who
[Michelle Weeks] Alarm goes off at seven and you start uptown. You put in your eight hours for the powers that have always been. (Sing it, child.)
the streets And they're driving cars They're all over the country And they're running ours They're walking on the wounded who won the war What's
know Because I wasn't even caught by five-o Now who would assume Sunborn is a rat? The same one who said I wasn't right 'n exact For you are the one,
pushed me on the bed and this you can bet In between her legs was real, real wet So I grabbed her by her thighs and I moved up truly She jumped off
pushed me on the bed and this you can bet In between her legs was real, real wet So I grabbed her by her thighs and I moved up truly She jumped off
(Verlaine) I was torn out by the roots And laid out to dry, My head was spinning, My, oh my, Well I walk the plank And crawl through the mine,
right back on the street A brother of six but number six is a black sheep What the officer did was totally apparent A color of black but that bullshit was
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