I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest
But thinking bout grades gets me stressed
Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes
All they care about is the grades,
But i get you, i bang with you the long way
Dropped in my grades and forced down in school with no say.
And biased unrelatable quizzes assist in the grades,
I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids
Where dark niggas with dark thoughts and long braids
Came back from parents evening, got my grades
After this eighth be high like out of middle school
I never skipped a class, got good grades, and i played it cool,
I barely can see throw my hazy shades, wish i had good grades
You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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