Real niggas don't die Form on the plot Form with the plot One-Seven-Forty-Five Form at the plot Hood niggas don't lie My niggas don't die Now I was barely seventeen with a pocket full of hope

I went out looking for love when I was seventeen Maybe a little too young, but it was real to me And in the heat of the night, saw things I'd never seen Oh, seventeen (Seventeen, seventeen, seventeen) And he said age is just a number, just like any other

They're just girls Eyes bright, uptight, just girls But she can't be what you need if she's seventeen Wrestle to the ground God help me now because They're just girls breaking hearts I know you're looking for salvation in the secular age But girl I'm not

Mister Vice President Mister Madison Senator Burr What is this? We have the check stubs, from separate accounts Almost a thousand dollars, paid in different amounts To a Mister James Reynolds way back in Seventeen ninety-one

The world turned upside down I am not throwin’ away my shot Down, down, down ‘Til the world turns upside down The battle of Yorktown seventeen-eighty-one Monsieur Hamilton Monsieur Lafayette

We'd drive too fast Yeah man, we run this town We'd get too loud Nothin’ but a bunch of time to kill Set up on the big hill Seventeen, we owned those streets That was our spot, that’s where we’d always meet And we’d roll on out

Life pulled on like a limo under the highway after the prom Time ran down like a scoreboard on the last Hail Mary bomb My heart's still stuck at a stop light With you sittin' there next to me And the red light won't turn green Yeah, it won't turn green,

Mama told me (aye) not to sell work (mama) Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white) Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (yeah) Young nigga poppin' with a pocket full of cottage (ay) Woah kemosabe, chopper aimin' at your noggin (ay) Had to cop the Audi,

Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh Now I wish I could freeze the time at seventeen I was too young to understand what it means I'm seventeen So hear me scream I couldn't wait 'til I could be seventeen I thought she lied when she said take my time to breathe

Seventeen seventy-six New York City Pardon me, are you Aaron Burr, sir? That depends, who’s asking? Oh, sure, sir I’m Alexander Hamilton, I’m at your service, sir I have been looking for you I’m getting nervous Sir, I heard your name at Princeton