Sit in class pretending to actually do shit
I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet
Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last
Than anything ms. teacher said in my math class
Except she's got a little more ass
Maybe true, 'til i told this bitch in gym class
But still no one believes in me, team be like fuck that, act out in class
So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass
But what i do know, is that he's real and he lives forever
All that is better than sitting in class listening to a lecture
In a place where race and class defines your past,
About disaster in the world and
We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day
We ain't poor, ain't middle class, we're in the shade of grey,
Instead of being in class
Baby, you got that super bass
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