SEVEN (2019) ft. Marcus.Jordan Lyrics

Yeah

I took a break, and now I'm back around

Finished school, now I'm back in town

With a new style, that I'm packin loud

I been broken down, but not backing down

Golden crown is my hat

845 on my back

Pushin' past my max

That's that real life, ain't no act

Yeah

Catch me on the road

I be on the go

Chillin' with the bros

With the mic, we give 'n' go

Now they know I'm nice

Greatest with no ice

If you need a feature, then I need to hear the price

Oh, Jesus Christ

On another level, got my brand shining bright

Got my own style, you can miss me with the hype

Catch me making classics in the basement every night

Right

I got the humble intelligence

Recognize that I'm here in my element

Hearing the kick like the stomp of an elephant

With the timing, I'm always developing

Inspired by _____ and cannabus

I know that they feeling the energy

Reaching the top and it comes with jealousy

People you trust get turned into enemies

People you love get turned into enemies

Sleeping with one eye open, ay

People, they follow the wave

They go the same, this my ocean, ay

Listen to Capital Steez

One way to leave

Third eye open, ay

Thinking you better than me or the regime?

Alright, okay...

Alright, okay

Dealing with lots

Still, I've been giving it all that I've got

Remind myself of who it is I'm not

Headed to whole new levels

Fighting all new devils that were hidden deeper than I've thought

I'm breaking every chain sittin' on my brain, dawg

I'm finished living in these locks

Real talk

Honest to a tee

Uh, ya'll can't handle me

Funny how just speaking truth can bring you enemies

Drama draining me but I know the IV, ha

When you carry light, just know the shade a guarantee

Life moving faster than it ever has

Foot on the gas, I finna crash if I keep moving past

Moments that hold me back

Grow golden when yielding cracks

I decrease, He increase

First is last, that's a fact

Running the Yack

Still got the passion

Steadily passing all these cats

Keep it a stack

Leading with action

They keep on yapping

I make it Happen

Really am tired of hearing the crap that my zip code dropping

They got no hope in they music

I'm starting a movement, that no ones stoppin'

I've been prophetic, y'all prosthetic

Yo, I'm pushing for more through the pain

All of your tracks be sounding the same

I'm touching their hearts and challenging brains

Sort of insane,

I'm just doing what I gotta do until I get to Heaven

Pen's a 9

Shoot, I 8 (ate) this beat

And it only took a couple seconds

Lucky 7

Yeah

This is an exhibition

Gathering up all my ammunition

Letting it ring on the opposition

Got the tunnel vision for the competition

But they barely listen

All of these rappers are politicians

Man, they love to act

My phone has been ringing

I'm coming back

With a couple racks

And a couple hundreds

And a couple tracks

On an expedition

Briefing the crowd like an intermission

What a good decision

I'm a masterpiece tryna master peace

Tryna stack cheddar like I'm Master P

Got the casualties with the instrumentals

Clearing the blunts just to clear my mental

Cuz the negative energy detrimental

And my own potential: monumental

So damn, lemme relax

All of these people all over my back

Letting me fall and hoping I crack

And now they're surprised

Cuz brother, I'm back, ay

Feeling like Jay on The Blueprint

And I'm only one half of The Good Kids

And I move slick since '96

Since Sidekicks, I had sidekicks

Been a Good Kid since 95

Tryna make the most of my life

Tryna turn a slice to a pie

Catch a piece of (pizza) my life through the hi-fidelity

Only transparency

Vulnerability

On every melody, dawg

Talk to the beat like it's therapy, dawg

Wanna see Heaven with clarity

So I stepped back from the rap

Way too much on my back

Used to use the boom-bap

To escape from crap that comes for my hat, but

Lately, I can't run away

Talking bout money was never the wave

Proposed to my girl

I feel like now I gotta get in the ring

With my problems; engage

It's time to face it

Tired of rhymes that are basic

How could that equate to greatness?

On the race to be amazing

But the trail's in need of blazing

Gotta light at my core

Imma carry the torch

Through all of the torture

Nothing's braver than showing up

Was a Good Kid

Guess I'm growing up, sup

Been a Good Kid, now I'm growing up

Katranada, we glowin' up

Bought a pack and now I'm rollin' up

Made it to the top, and now it's only us

Since '96, I been like this

Cooking up with my right wrist

One-of-a-kind, I'm a hybrid

Luna Sol in my iris

IV be a virus

When he writes hits

Cuz they all sick

Play it cool

Then the gears shift

And I move past when the NOS hits

Apex, no predator

And a Legend like Arthur with the Sword

See, I move words like editor

Tryna make straight paths for the Lord