On the day a hater treat a nigga like he fake
And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade
To abbreviate, a grade "a" on that worksheet
Ain't seen his seed in 14 days, that nigga too weak
What's going to happen to the eyebrows?
Freakin' out all i see is clouds
Going school try to be the nice guy.
Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die
I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks
Lets take it back grade six, when i was feeling the fix,
Well here's how to keep the flow going
Sly's little shop of horrors, now showing
Got racks you don’t understand
Going to the southern land
And if you think your grade is a its the wrong answer
Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her
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