7 Line

Veins visibly vibrant
Pain made me a tyrant
Shane made me go write this
Man wish I could light this
Melody for your soul
Remedy for your hole
The vibe that I supply can bring enemies out they hole
Chemistry at its best
Sesame and some zest
Brings weaponry from my chest, deliver to the vets
And tell em y'all can rest, or maybe rest assure
That I can clear the bench and kill the rest but just expect some more
That's that Queens in me
That contribution delivered all of my dreams funny
I used to never envision commas and scenes
where the woman and benjamins simply following me
Now I kick facts, refresh, sit back
Remember old days
We'd spend the whole day bumping to the OJs
Follow my old ways always got in trouble but I
Whoop y'all asses in ready to rumble, and that's a fact

Got a gram and a raw on the 7 Line
I should be at heavens gate at anytime
But for now we just ride and ride, just ride and ride
Just ride and ride, just ride and ride
Got a gram and a raw on the 7 Line
I should be at heavens gate at anytime
But for now we just vibe and vibe, just vibe and vibe
Just vibe and vibe, just ride and ride

Young black and reckless
Cost of an artist in developments expensive
'Cause for my artistry is simply just to wreck it
Until my records inside yo deck just inspect this
Until you get impressed with what the vets consider next
I wear a vest 'cause you don't know when yo shot can come
I told my mama I was leaving the block for fun
And I wouldn't return 'til I got some funds
Wonder do I pedal through yo mind, back pace back pace
Backspace backspace, one gram Shane's place
Living memories eventually turn into great tapes
Good vibes good weed, good times good eats
Good night get sleep
But I just flow with mine
If i could make you witness lyrics from Jehovah's mind
Then I know can blow in time
I know its bogus but I'm hoping that
Hova can find hope inside these poet's lines
I know it ain't right, left it because I can't write
Memories of the pain I balance it with the same high
Manage to do it times two
Look who's coming behind you
What I possess is doper than three lines like haiku
Balling like I got two tecs soon or later they fine you
Soon as they go expose you to local that wanna sign you
I've been deprived of sweet time and potential
Murdering any instrumentals the recipe was looking simple
Riddled with pimples since I got the pencil
You think shit was all coincidental
I g'd the hell out your body
I'm an old soul with a gold goal kicking flows bumping old Sade
I know girls that used to model for fees but
Now they model for free because the model with three
And if you mobbing with me just know you mobbing for keeps
and since Prodigy died I feel like I should mob in this damn

Got a gram and a raw on the 7 Line
I should be at heavens gate at anytime
But for now we just ride and ride, just ride and ride
Just ride and ride, just ride and ride
Got a gram and a raw on the 7 Line
I should be at heavens gate at anytime
But for now we just vibe and vibe, just vibe and vibe
Just vibe and vibe, just ride and ride



Credits
Writer(s): John Calvin Pritchett
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