When i first came to the school we hung out every day
Why my life depend on what i'mma do today
I go through each day like it's my last, i've done wrong but that's in my past.
But every other part of you make me wanna depart and
I'm trying to think about my past days of high school,
Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool
Without a nice pair of titties i would probably last a day,
But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play
But she forgot about the golden rule
You pussy emcees,need to attend more of school
I get up every day and go to school
I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool
Pussyfooting for the last drop of nectar
Now you spell iti say young money bitch forever
Better than the last stack of bull crap
We gonna ball all year, nigga know that
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