I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease
College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,
That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see
A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?
3 in the morning worried you have a noose
Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news
I don't really care about it, so, i ain't worried
Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet
Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.
I have sins so my pants never had lent
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