Teachers said that i was lazy
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always
But i pull 'em up when i'm passing teachers just in case
I try and respect kids
Look, need to call it quits
If you don't respect me then i won't respect you.
Might be leaving with me before the night is through
My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent
I lurk and bless whoever shows me respect
I’m a top tier nigga looking for respect
I get mine and i bounce like a bad check
I lack jungle fever, had to black for the sneakers
I mean look at my features, educated my teachers
You always question, what happened to respect?
Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent
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