Seventeen

I'm from the lights

I'm the village dream

When I was seventeen

(Guess the dream is true hah?)

Uh yea wussup?

It's the world baby

Uh yea wussup?

It's the world baby

I was on my grind when I was 17

Only half a thing for a stack worth of 17

Took a road trip, came back, have me 7 nins

When I turn 18, I'm worried by 7 things

Yea, look, take 'em back when I was 17

17, I had a cutlass it was hella clean

Always thuggin', always on the scene

It's the word it's 2 to bat, need some bigger chings

I gotta get it, I want, I gotta have it

Throw the nuts in the bag then I'm right back at it

Yea, 14 grams in my attic

The dealer of the year, so who's really the addict

Yea, all this fast money I'm a get done

She kick me out the house, I got a dick that dance

Guess mama don't love me no more

See, she might not even let me use the oven no more

1-35, fresh out the press, smell the aroma

Walk the stick, my uncle on the couch, she in a coma

And I swear that sin is louder than an avalanche

Came back to X the 50, did the hammer dance

My grandma keep telling me I needs to help

But I keep tellin' her that I need some wealth

Cutlass with the alpine, got there too long

Blow wind a hard, bitch I got me 2 chicks

At 17 I had a 9 with 17 shots

East 17, 5-17 block

Fraid it's to the left, whole hood cling lower

Shout my niggas from valley Bronx to Concord

Nigga, you could play ball

Class, I took the day off

Tryna buy some new J's, hopin' I get the skate off

Fully automatic shootouts, call that sprayer

Before I ever see 17, I bust the K off

And my homie got me blowed in the worst way

7 grand for 17 birthday

In the school hall we was getting cheddar there

Except the T hundred in my letter man

When I was 17

17, you bust a clean team

Uppin' in this food court, polo'd up, pullin' everything

Some lil niggas 'bout their fra skins

Got my first queue key 5 points from the advocates

Head 'em down, I'm still fat there

Had 'em stashed in the old spice camp, thought I was slick there

Diner with the ho when all goin' cho

Went from halfbacks to four ways a glass

In it with the black vans and the tats

Now we drinkin' milk, throwin' up slaps

Young and wild, chest all full of cash

Just a little nigga tryna come up on some green bats

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