My sim card's the bomb
Light the way, lead us on
She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right
Laying on the slides as i find my way inside
Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool
Fuck outta here i writer better shit on my way to school
On my way to the top with theory,
Like hoes down in magic city
But that throat she got have a nigga stuck
Making bitches fall on my way up
Keep coming up with funky ass stuff like every single day
That's when i realized that my life was just now on the way.
Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop
I was born at the bottom, on my way to the top
So i'm on my way to university, on the bus...
Pay him some attention, he's smart and he's genius
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