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7pm - the introduction lyrics

1st verse:

with all the hate i’ve been collecting, the love feels unexpected
but it’s so appropriate when u hear me flex on these records
not the most macho but man i go savage
& these the wonder years, so the plan is 2 live lavish

that’s the life my baby girl made 4
my thoughts are brainstorms
some strippers p-ssed i ain’t drizzy
i’ll make it drizzle, no rainstorm

clever hustlers love – i made this new lane for them
off nachos & a blig – down the street, mr payne store
shout out 2 my arabs 2
we merge 2 get $$$ like arabs & carrolls do
other crews say they prepared 4 who

saying they’re great, until they meet the legendary
talkin boss sh-t, knowing they’re just secretaries
i’m extraordinary, you’re at best ordinary
i’m ceo, yachts n-gga , you’re pumped board the ferry

please save the energy
acting gangster in public when it’s all about the inner “g”
7 in combat no mortal can finish me
ray then made a buzz, but i created my own energy

supreme sub-zero flow, math major – g’s 2 blow
the ladies suck me good, it’s the n-ggas that’s the leeches tho

get $$$, who cares that she f-cks 4 stacks
i get a p-ss, u get -ss when they f-ck 4 crack

spinz4higher bring it back
just do it like nike, i’ll retire when this heir maxed

2nd verse:

i’ve watched the throne 2 long, i’ll get 1 on my own
from the home of capone, some og’s were grooming us wrong
raised by sconie, i watched lil ray, fatboy, scodie, rome, shep
scone…..
& pook was no chris rock
i’m street smart with intellect, kept b-tter or big rocks
back then it was cluttered with packs, i was a big shot
a couple botched robberies, they tried 2 get the kid popped
probably the same n-ggas p-ssed i’m compared 2 big poppa

& pac
don’t just think about they troubles
they gave it all til the end, i will too cause i love u
headed 2 flint with stones, me & my barney rubble
godly in a masi, hope i don’t die in a bmw

its 7, or ten past 650
with just my presence, u can feel i brought the gift with me
from a different world, my diva look like a thick whitley
i need 12 mill yearly before my pop hit 60

rip uncle brian
when i was young, he said f-ck feelings & f-ck lying
i used to rock flights, now i’m flying
motivated & now we major, our story is so inspiring

dear mama, your 1 & only son made it
keep watching over me, & tell ya peers ya sons the greatest
no one can hender-son, that’s more than my moms maiden
it’s proof in every rhyme scheme, bar, & cadence

- 7pm lyrics

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