I'm Outside

from Sunday Mourning by Seven J

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Deer heads and beer kegs a dog gone mess, took shots at my chest I’ma doggone flex. Put a bone on yo head and my dogs gone fetch,Tried to Nike me, shoe me wit a doggone check/. Oh nah, boy I’m really bout dat bout bout, i ain’t doin this for clout clout. Behind my back boi they wanna run they mouth mouth, where I’m from they will pull up at yo house house. / Throw lies and all in that sauce and try to hide it all in that cross. Boy I rather be with the dope fiends, with the coke, trees, and the soft. Man I’m good where they pull up with the semis, Mac 11s .22s boy them bullets couldn’t kill me!

Two faced and they cut me till I bleed, and I don’t mean my homies but them Christians I believed. So I rather hit the block where the swishers fulla weed, God lives in my hood boy my hood is what I bleed//
Im outdise and they thought it was a joke, I had to tell em "We aint neva duckin smoke", I had to tell em " We aint neva duckin smoke", Im outside and they scared to come out.

Outside wit it, neva been the one to hide wit it. SJ gon ride wit it. Ride or die wit it, to the sky wit it. yea Thats my limit, ooo man yea I dig it no shovel but you know how I did it look wit a flow so crazy man yall know yall made me go./ Im wit all da smoke I aint tryna hold hands, Im cut from a cloth you aint findin at Joanns. Knife to Goliath i will slide it with both hands, be giant as Boban still fighting Im Conan/ Im Z's

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from Sunday Mourning, released November 22, 2020

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Seven J Jacksonville, Florida

From the slums and gutters of the hood, Seven J has triumphed over his circumstances. Single mother household, poverty- stricken environment, and being surrounded be crime and violence, Seven J was bound to be another statistic. His love & passion for music led him down a path that had a glimmer of hope. He now shares that with the world through his service with youth and his impactful lyricism. ... more