Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise
Don't you dare play dirty don't you be teachers pet and nice
And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her
Yet the teachers complain because their teaching our future
And all these teachers treat us like some fools
Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes
Hey now got a thing for you
Teachers do is tell us what to do
No ho, acquainted with the floor
No longer the person teachers adore
My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised
For real, how come the teachers of certain morals have failed
He could regain some of his rights that’s why he went for a lot of fights with teachers
I'm an overachiever, so how about i start a team of leaders
I never quit never fell ,i became a rap master,oh ya well last massage to teachers
Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse
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