Lyrics:
what I mean
I live on 7th street
Where the homeless make their homes in the shadow of their dreams
They say its kinda sad
But then they turn their back
I cant sprint Time spent thru the inner me
Science Technology Energy Mathematics
Dont be that stem
Like free all my niggas
Unlock the gate to 7th
That's on Lennox, 7th ave was news one
[Jay-Z]
Coverage I synethestry
Got rise from defending me
Cause New York'll miss me if I'm locked in
the 7th heaven dad got a clean slate
Yeah this is America I must say (off topic)
I love going where I’m paid to be
I don’t even know who made the beat
If
Free the real that's locked behind the gates
'Member when I used to flip a 8th
Make the 7th money by the 8th
All this ice and I don't even skate
Big
the 7th grade, before a verse ever got me paid
Before I ever put my 2 feet on a stage, I was livin' mediocre wit' roaches on the floor
We used a curtain
computer like I got a stu and shit
Playing round with fl studio with beats that I could rip
7th grade all summer with the craft that I could mix
I remember
through it's gon' be ok
Class of 2020, we all love you
We just want for you to know that we here for you
We just wanna be there by your side
And look you in
living it
I mix the lean in the lemonade
Been seen that work since like 7th grade
New bitch is poppin' she heavenly
Matter fact, that bitch from, hell nah
Went Right
Instead of left
Out of the closing bar
And at E. 7th and C
Walked smack into a stand-off
Between neighborhood grunts
In wife-beaters
just peasants
Imma stay winnin yall are pretendin
I work like the 1st day yall are the 7th
Bright light y'all seein the heavens
Murderin tracks wait for
to 3.5s i couldn't get fried so i started buying that dope by the 7th
He think he hot shit cuz he got a felon
Vari been solid aint doing confessions
Keep
Ballin since the 7th grade
Everything I do is big
Cuz i don't hesitate
Pose a toast let's celebrate
I just need the cake
On that henny straight
Only
through all right
Only one C on my report card. I was doin' all right
I was just doin' all fine in 7th and 8th grade
Ain't had a screwed-up mind
pops, always came through
6/25, 2008
Starting 7th grade, mental health was never the same
I was ten years, with the fears, of never being great
Parents
a gold chain or ice on my wrist
Investing my money in stocks land and shit
On top of the world yeah feeling is hella crazy
On a run for my 7th they calling
spinning while the rims glide
It's him inside make no mistake
The 7th letter
Italic header captioned "The Great"
I'm doing better
Not even like I wasn't
what I mean
I live on 7th street
Where the homeless make their homes in the shadow of their dreams
They say it kinda sad
But then they turn their back
Black sheep, raised by a wolf pack
No disguise you ain't gotta pull the wool back
Over eyes, this is something you should look at
Blow your mind
mean the nigga not legit
Playground I had sitchy in my pocket since a jit
I aint into breaking faces bitch I came to rip a kid
7th baby who these Niggas
Can't leave her alone
Mmm
I can't leave her alone
I cant
Can't leave her alone
Seen her in 7th grade I ain't know her name
Airforces on hot Cheetos she
do it?
How you gon’ learn from life if you just rushing through it?
You always had a safe space but you just never knew it
I rested on the 7th day. Let
You get nothing for free
Flooded my wrist
And I cubaned the link
And it burn on my neck
To the 7th degree
I gotta go get it for motha
Whenever She see
mad tricks on your mind (mind)
If you're blind to the wicked ways
The devil plays mad tricks on your mind
Verse Three: 7th Ambassador
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