Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun
Maybe you luck out and meet someone that thinks you're handsome.
After this eighth be high like out of middle school
Going to meet rob, and tryin' to act cool
Niggas die over shoes
Keep it cool and drop stool on fools
Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none
Tried to stay strong and believing everything happens for reason.
And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose
Ur cool dude, but ur searching for purpose like mew two, i school fools
My grade six teacher was queer and not cool,
But me and my brother never made it out school
Jodi reads while michael and i play on line battlefield dude.
When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
You looking for tools to write and share lyrics online?
You're in luck! Get started using RapPad >