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letra de 7am in newport news - mikey jay

[intro]
(from the 7, grinding on the 7, got 17 on my back
from the 7, grinding on the 7, no lean on my mast)

[verse 1]
aw yeah, this is that wake up and frigging do it
i’m the embodiment and this is how to prove it
and only successful people make money come out
the only successors are the ones you gonna talk about
in the ’98, playing prince on the highway
back in ’98, dad played prince in the driveway
tru talent is only being recognized in the city
bump that outside and maybe now they feel me
drove 17, wearing 17, twinning up on the number
haters come hate, hit them with the stunner
whipping into the lot, putting the brake on wheels
i’m rushing down a house, speeding on heels
and i, i see a couple of my new girls and my old mix
like my eyes always had the time to go play tricks
i mean, it’s second sem and i still flirt with the same ones
and my gas tank emptied, still paying out the same funds
and waking up like this was a trip out to vegas
so when i graduated, i know the school played us
yeah, high school lessons, but we had to grow up
and a few cl-sses a day where we had to show up
ask about so and so and where we go to kick it
and if i lost feeling, did things become different
misinterpret the words that i’ve said
putting the rumors to bed, seems they’ve spread
faster than bp out in orleans, diabolic they must have been
out of a ten, i’d still give her a ten, and once again
i feel pressured just to say focus on yours, my friend
light it, p-ss it, and then they get h-lla faded
p-ss it, skip it, but you’ve already graduated
and i’m feeling, feeling myself, focused on me
and i’m telling you, just gotta let a g breathe
ah, light it up, and then burn it out your system
carcinogens on lips, and they gotta kiss them
it’s clear to me, we seldom talk about the irony
of old friends reuniting without finding me
yet, i was your boy and i helped you get back at it
and then you went to summer sesh, cause you thought you had it

[outro]
(from the 7, grinding on the 7, got 17 on my back
from the 7, grinding on the 7, no lean on my mast
from the 7, grinding on the 7, got 17 on my back
from the 7, grinding on the 7, no lean on my mast)

- mikey jay

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