Gotta lotta stuff, fool
And even your friends at school.
Then you look like a fucking fool
My friends were off at school
I'm the c.e.o. of diplomat records, i sign myself
Nine o'clock and i'm trying to unlock ideas before twelve.
Fantasizing about the fountains, i have better ideas, why fuck it with college/
Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage
These i ideas that i speak in my own songs
Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts
So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face
I can't stand the idiotic ideas of peoples these days
Do you need to go back to school?
Your home girl you went to school with? that's cool
Fuck fame, i love my fans just a little more
Of my ideas, you not gonna know whats in store
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