Lyrics:
Coyotes stalk the streets down every day
Nothing left to say, it hits me like a wave when you walk on by
Seven seconds saved, the way you speed right past
I'm tired of seconds
I Play the part when iSay something cynical
No luck in the sevens iRoll with the heavens
I Don't know limits black magic is
on Tape with Sound on Sound
Hasty Ideas, none planned none reckoned
The tape drifts by, at seven and a half Inches per Second
Full of Hopes and full
that I have not let you down
If there's a heaven then it's underground
Seven seconds too late I reached the gate
I am distracted by the look
happened by chance
You were the song to my dance
Been myself from the very start
Probably wasn't so smart
Gave you the key to my heart
Every second I'm
well, I've got pains
Effie, we all got pains
Oh, for seven years I sung with you, I was your sister
You were a trouble
And now you're telling me, it's
[Chorus]
Six hundred Benz, house six hundred grand
That was six years ago, whips come from Japan
I get that work from my face
I get that work
and not to bend a knee
Years and years go by and they are always the same
Years have come and years have gone by and still there's no one to blame
It
I'm sorry to you because you ain't a fan
Yuh Yuh
Making my beats by the time I was ten
7 am and they done overslept
We gon be camping better get a tent
Set them on a trail of tears
Nothing can stop the people
King George does not control us
There's no sovereign native people
From the War of seven years
Most of the CDs were 20 bucks Bought all 6s and 7s by Tech N9ne
Instead of lunch that my dad gave me money for feeling regret
During sophomore year in
increased by 24 percent
And 31 percent for 12 to 17 year old's compared to 2019
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a Five to five
Grinding all night with my niggah Frank
Had to catch an Uber but the girls gave us a ride
Seven in the morning had to stop by hungry jacks
Everything we ever do fits on a 7 inch screen
Just don't watch a film on it or David Lynch will scream
Plug in your watch and your wallet and your
Slate and chalk dust
People don't just disappear
In your desk
A Saint Christopher's necklace
The dresser drawer
That dress you wore
And seven years
Seven years ago
Today was forever away
Well here we are and I've tried sure
I still wish that I'd say
What's on my mind
What rips my heart
What
The birthday party was over toys were scattered here and there
Seven candles laid by the last piece of cake in front of an empty chair
A mother said
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
to the side
Make 2 commas every quarter and I'm fucking all dimes
So the second I arrive I don't like to waste time
With my dog by my side, you would think that
it's seven ten mother fucker
Cause I'm always burning that pen's oil
Like a Ford Mustang
I'm floored by the shit that goes on
Inside my brain but I know
push you off to the side
Make 2 commas every quarter and I'm fucking all dimes
So the second I arrive I don't like to waste time
With my dog by my side,
the Mets
Sportscenter with the homies she wit it placing a bet
1K or she ain't hearin it
Or takin niggas serious
Prestige S7 hit the corner they on notice
twenty five
My first million by twenty five at the very least
so thatll be in seven years
So Ill be a multimillionaire in ten years
Confused by this world
my business (yeah)
My bro just came from off a second ten, yeah
I told this bitch, "This is my second win", yeah
None of my bills are American,
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