Old school convos, talking bout lotto, spreading advice, always a lot of fun
You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done
Old school convos, talking bout lotto, spreading advice, always a lot of fun
Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one
With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen
I mean i'm a kid i make some jokes just to have fun
At the age of 16, credit card scam schemes
I make fun of faggots, nerds and fatties
We made fun out of our jazz talks
I let you know you dealing with dogs
Pad on the heel that's a passion of mine
Make fun of me and yell at me well fine
Im not afraid to kill cops or make fun of fags
In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps
In control of everyone, that's got to be a fun job
Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop
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