When I Was Seven
When I was seven, grew up to be eleven in church
To get to heaven, I didn't think the process would hurt
I asked the reverend, he told me that's the way that it work
To get to heaven, to get to heaven, yeah
When I was seven, my momma taught me how I could pray, what to say
She told me that as long as you're kind, you're okay
But then sometimes the things that go in this world don't go your way
Don't lose faith, just keep believing in heaven but I stopped
Didn't think about God for a while, but my momma
I don't think she forgot how to smile, but the trauma
Of being cheated on day after day, it got to her
Two months after she left I barely knew her
And my papa, would always say the church or the children
So my mama would stay at home and try to search like a pilgrim
For an answer to all the questions that were stuck on her mind
I didn't think she'd leave us behind
When I was seven
When I was seven, yeah
When I was seven
When I was seven
When I was seven, grew up to be eleven in church
To get to heaven, I didn't think the process would hurt
I asked the reverend, he told me that's the way that it work
To get to heaven, to get to heaven, yeah
When I was seven, a lady called the house on a search
For my dad, she was sad, she asked if he was a flirt
"I'm his girlfriend", but when I told her I was his son
She dropped her phone but grandma told me she just did it for fun
But when mom left, he told me he was done with the life
With the strife that it brought him and the wife that it cost him
He went to church, and I thought he was changing forever
And he was, I caught him with a knife and a tremor
When I was seven, I didn't think that things would be different like today
I didn't think that she wouldn't listen to what I had to say
And the price that we pay for transgression
Maybe I will see you in heaven
When I was seven
When I was seven, yeah
When I was seven
When I was seven
To get to heaven, I didn't think the process would hurt
I asked the reverend, he told me that's the way that it work
To get to heaven, to get to heaven, yeah
When I was seven, my momma taught me how I could pray, what to say
She told me that as long as you're kind, you're okay
But then sometimes the things that go in this world don't go your way
Don't lose faith, just keep believing in heaven but I stopped
Didn't think about God for a while, but my momma
I don't think she forgot how to smile, but the trauma
Of being cheated on day after day, it got to her
Two months after she left I barely knew her
And my papa, would always say the church or the children
So my mama would stay at home and try to search like a pilgrim
For an answer to all the questions that were stuck on her mind
I didn't think she'd leave us behind
When I was seven
When I was seven, yeah
When I was seven
When I was seven
When I was seven, grew up to be eleven in church
To get to heaven, I didn't think the process would hurt
I asked the reverend, he told me that's the way that it work
To get to heaven, to get to heaven, yeah
When I was seven, a lady called the house on a search
For my dad, she was sad, she asked if he was a flirt
"I'm his girlfriend", but when I told her I was his son
She dropped her phone but grandma told me she just did it for fun
But when mom left, he told me he was done with the life
With the strife that it brought him and the wife that it cost him
He went to church, and I thought he was changing forever
And he was, I caught him with a knife and a tremor
When I was seven, I didn't think that things would be different like today
I didn't think that she wouldn't listen to what I had to say
And the price that we pay for transgression
Maybe I will see you in heaven
When I was seven
When I was seven, yeah
When I was seven
When I was seven
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Writer(s): Yaim Chong Chia
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