Texty:
And Then I Turned Seven I Miss You

I miss you, I kissed you, when we layed you in your grave I need you to believe you, things were meant to be this way... I miss you, I kissed you,

money up, you niggas just Honey Nut Young Money running shit and you niggas just runner ups I don't feel I done enough so I'ma keep on doing this shit

Cops surround Bone, we load glocks And squeeze say fuck all these road blocks Busted ah you, then put that bitch in reverse And I get the swish and I

, n**** w*** u* a** j*** C**** deals on every corner, fiends wanna foam you with soap And, if life's a b****, then I bet she bitter and cold Every time she thinking I fold, seven

in the tub and went down as I slept Wait, where you goin'? Baby calm down Okay, I lied to you, but before you walk out [Chorus] I know you mad 'cause you

you 'Cuz you my nigga doc, and eazy I'm still wit you Fuck the beef, nigga I miss you, and that's just bein' real wit you You see the truth is everybody

dollar dives And then I still never go down Until the last round I shine When Rza do his thing motherfucka, I'ma do mine Now, where I come from cats

, I fed a fish to a pelican and Frisco bay and he tried to eat my cell phone he ran away, and music is magic pure and clean you feel it you can hear it

is And I dont know how to get you outta here But I know I cant get you off of my mind right now After all we been thru And All you put me thru Its like