When im waiting for mealtime at school
I told myself that i would play it cool
That i wanna stay in the same school
I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool
Skated from howwies straight to your school
Champagne, foreign names in my pool
Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good
Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded
School flunkie, pill junky
I’m tryna be low key
That high school sounded cool
Higher than high school
I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor
Are you surprised? they belong in high school,
Because i'm the best writer in school,
Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool
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