Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and
Haters acting the bitterest they just mad cause im different
Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back
But i'm not mad at you, i'm mad at me cause sometimes i make you sad
High school now, fuck middle school now im lifted, gifted, on a pedestal,
Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will
Instead invest in some medical schools//
Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools
The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city
All these haters who mad and be nagging at me
No car key and i mean that
When i was mad, you thought i was sad
When 2013 passed along in my first middle school year
Rocking my peers and putting suckas in fear
Yeah i ain't done
Schools are like a prison
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