And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack
The young white boy with weed in his backpack
That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see
Boy meets world and in this story the world is topanga just call me corry
Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion
Me and the boy young roy are getting tired of holding the beef in,
Lost in this dark world not even green lantern could find light
Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right
If we gonna last more, i gotta ask for more
In a world full of veterans, you're lost like a sophomore.
Who ever thought the young boy would turn around and do it?
Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet
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