Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade
Maybe your grave,or your tombstone standin straight
Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard
I've been thrown down, damn, pushed straight into grass and dirt,
But i do quite well with all the bait
I'll scare you motherfuckers straight
Have you with professional killas, chasing hits
Damn straight it can't hold, i bust through ceilings
City national bank evolve into shape
Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight
They fasting they won't leave me ate
Damn let me get my head straight
Dreamed about it for five years straight.
I feel good, i look great
Making bitches say damn
What you talking about? lil man
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