Rapping rule, back to school
Iced out, okay cool
Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting
Never got to it, now i'm a senior on the verge of failing
So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are
Haters failing, they said i was nothing but a subliminal liar
While we going through the school
The thugs say i'm cool
Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool
Take that big l for skipping school
A little coke addict fresh out grade school
I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule
Haters failing, they said i was nothing but a subliminal liar/
Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire
Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes
And since the economy's failing well you know all the names,
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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