Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best
Tell me world, did i pass your test?
Earl, goddammit, i'm still in my damn pajamas
As innocent youth, we stressed bout passin classes/
Pills turn to crack and a buncha madness no college classes
See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was
Keyboard classes couldn't help you get pussy, you're too pale,
Millionaire frames, that's money on my mind, wale
Handling success the biggest test
I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest
My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks
Daredevils don’t care ‘bout society’s classes ‘n levels,
Never ever pay rent
I'll japan the fucking test
The classes are so long and they really suck
And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck
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