Psalms (1)

Lyrics

[Verse 1: 7xvethegenius] How you supposed to feel when everyone call you the one And you're like three days, two cents down on your luck Number seven was a lesson and a valuable one But a heavy crown adds more like you carry the one I got dreams to find a king and then marryin' one Probably make the holy trinity, the father and son They tell me "7xve, you out of line" I say, "I know where I'm at" I packed my hope and all my hustle in a bag when I left They wanna put me in a box, so thеy'll be boxin' me out I gotta play the gamе 'cause all this shit's Monopoly now I bought a car and bought a puppy thinking that was the piece Until I picked him up went down and put him back on his feet I put a ribbon on decisions and then rap on beats I'm in this bitch with such precision, ain't none after I leave I tell the story of the ghetto and what's left of the hoe Sometimes I wish my ancestors wasn't captured on boats 'Cause who am I when you decide what my worth is? You don't know what these scars cost me, this shit perfect (7xve) I've always had dreams, didn't know I deserve shit (Nah) Cause we come from the streets, 'naw mean, on some curb shit It's making me nervous, they telling me I'm better than you I'm still seeing imperfections, I'm just tellin' the truth That might be misdirection from not havin' a lead It took a while to see what I was after was me And when they find out who I am I don't want attention Just put me with the GOATs when my name is finally mentioned My mother was in the kitchen, my father as not around He missed him a couple steps, this ain't no Bobby Brown I really know how this sound It sound like I'm 'posed to be here I'm scannin' a rapper down, he food and he groceries here We not used to luxury here, been down for a couple of years But bitch when I'm finally up, there won't be no touchin' me there I gotta go Heavenly throttle with model bitches and bottles Who only after the money, and flippin' that shit, follow I'm 'bout to give what I wished y'all would have did with this shit I watched, study and sit and y'all making me sick And nah, I'm none of this And nah, I'm none of that So y'all can hold all the applause 'Cause when they clap where I'm from The curtains close and you done I heard a couple of shots, I said I only need one Is y'all stressing me dumb? Do y'all know what this is? My Aunt Stephanie's son was shot down as a kid My big cousin a blood, my best friend was a crip And he just got forty and he does not live Now this all here for me, man, I deserve this shit I'm tellin' the sheep that I be leadin' "y'all ain't heard this shit" Except for this evening told Skeese don't know what nervous is Man, niggas dyin' everyday, we gotta murder this shit 7xve [Chorus] I really got to get a verse off to get the hurt off Just gonna touch on my life I really got to get a verse off to get the hurt off Just gonna speak on my life I really got to get a verse off to get the hurt off Just gonna talk on my life I really got to get the verse off, I'm gettin' hurt off everytime that I write [Verse 2: Jae Skeese] Yo yo, yo yo I be feelin' like failin' is not a choice in my list of options (Why?) I'm fifteen plus in this shit, no way that the kid is novice Been goin' hard for this long and niggas is still unconscious Ain't never take verses off, I constantly spit obnoxious (C'mon) I do this shit for the city, I know that there's niggas watchin' (Yeah) My family never was there, sometimes I feel adopted That's why I focused on me, I never had a lot of support Left out in cold when niggas lockin' their doors Shit, I kinda was lost I had a label I was rockin' with at 14 That moved to Atlanta, their whole studio, they took the whole thing With all my files of music, I was just feelin' stupid Like could I go forward with this dream that I been pursuin'? (Ah, man) I moved to Syracuse in 2015 thinkin' that I was done with flowin' 'Cause for so many years I went unnoticed I mean, certain cats would come to my shows and come support it (Uh huh) Cause everything I recorded was about as hard as a fortress (Talk that talk) But Broadway jokes would have me seein' Broadway dough I'm tryna sling raps like broadway dope I had a motherfucker tell me I could open for Pusha Said he had just got off the phone with his manager (What?) He booked him, had me hyped 'til I found out it was cap in his story (Ah, man) As time went on, too many holes and gaps in his story (Ah, man) Shortcomings I had to endure, had passion for more Then I was given my decision, go after them all Look [Chorus] I really gotta get a verse off to get the hurt off Just gonna touch on my life I really gotta get a verse off to get the hurt off Just gonna speak on my life I really gotta get a verse off to get the hurt off Just gonna talk on my life I really gotta get the verse off, gettin' hurt off everytime that I write [Outro] Yo we need Damn Dear heavenly father We pray for all the prostitutes (Yup) And all the hoes and all the bitches and sluts (And the crackheads) And the crackheads too (Amen) Can they please have a fucking bill in life? (Amen) In this world (Bless) Because our drug dealers and ass shakers and pussy sellers get together Amen