Finish high school, study for physics
And now your best friend's having kids
Whilst in a school called junior high
God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy
Just get high until the kids get home from school holmes, relax
Yeah ballgame, i swear the hoes wasn’t in my plans
You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image
Can't wait for my graduation bitch so i can finna leave the bitch
You can disown him or stone him
Patience got me through graduation
My friends were off at school
Strapped up, know i keep that tool
That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see
School was a bummer; all the teachers were acting like they had high notoriety
They don't care if you make it to graduation,
I spit that garden of game, look at the hoes on him
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