It was my first year in high school
That racks on racks so motherfucking fool
Gotta lotta stuff, fool
My friends were off at school
Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool
A little coke addict fresh out grade school
No david lettermans acting a fool
Skated from howwies straight to your school
Alot of niggas fake who go to hard
Every kid in the school yard
Strapped up, know i keep that tool
And even your friends at school.
Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool
That i wanna stay in the same school
Stack up your funds like a million bucks
With some hard new school instrumentals.
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