How i seen my life being raised as good as a bad day yet i'm still
While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill
Even uncle sam agrees.
Cuz you gon' chase cheese
But i'm a dreamerhave you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game
Dreaming about being at the top cause youre a flop at this game youre lame,
I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge
You fucking do-gooders, too bad you couldn't do good at marriage
I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her
At the thought of being popular
Cops called dad, tellin him at school i was actin bad,
Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back
And my regime includes east coast
Dude your bad at call of duty ghost
And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat
Being wit you, life feels at its peak,
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