Just a couple more months then middle school bound
Ammunition in graceshh, move without a sound
Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansnow it seems, it's check out time
Yeah i'm 15 and you're twelve, you in the middle school, i'm high school, my prime/
Style is patent, the measures is drastic
These haters sad, cause they raps blow dick
She said, "don't be fucking with nobody
All these haters who mad and be nagging at me
Schools are like a prison
See, i'm second to no one
Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money
When schools do charity, assuming that apparently,
Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk
Haters acting the bitterest they just mad cause im different
I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk
Haters acting the bitterest they just mad cause im different
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