Lyrics:
the tradition of giving diamond engagement rings is something hallowed, historical and healthy. Dead f*cking wrong my friend.
It’s a modern development, a dirty
friends all stuck in the past
Still dancing to Future
I was conceived by two users
I was supposed to be a loser
I had to see my old man cooped up
In
would've had em
What we don't know is that it was
Eve and then it was Adam
And they gon hate me for that
But I'm flying high as Aladdin
And I told you
Moving
as long as you want to
The seats recline, let's talk like it's high school
My hand's on the wheel, but we're not going nowhere
Just lock on my eyes if you
I told her to drive over after dude crib
Bring a couple new friends
Them last girls was too thick
How you expect me to hit?
You wanna watch Clueless
Or working in the garage with my dad in high school
Or now, hanging out with my friend Conner and building stuff in his shed
That smell of sawdust just uh,
though
What up to Judge D since back in junior high school
Johnny Rich? that's my man Mr. Brando
My partner in crime with the gangsta flow
Daddy X, Big
My friends from high school
Married their high school boyfriends
Moved into houses in the same ZIP codes
Where their parents live
But I, I could
school
Shawty got a new Glock and he acting a fool
And he don't shoot pool
But he keep the stick on him he like what we finna do
Best friend be blue
of the night
My friends and I, sometimes we cry
But we know we're not alone, and so we'll all be alright
And everything sucks in high school
But honestly none
Let's go
I found my best friend, he's been there right from the start
We once met in high school, full of dreams in our heart
We shared the tears,
a helluva fun'ral
The finest fun'ral ever booked:
I had some high school juniors who passed around petunial
And lilies everywhere you looked.
It was
and casting spells
Stung by the spelling bee
And they says congratulations
You graduated
From slavery
To paid slavery
You actually made it!
Here! Take
Back in high school, Tamika was the sweetest, the bomb
Hot to death, though in tenth grade a teenage mom
Knocked up by some thug named Russ in
,police showing up high Mr nice Lights but I still didn't see nothing.
Relocated to the hostels and I saw worse ,
Every Mondays ma school shoes were full
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend says, "Mama, he's just being
My friends from high school
Married their high school boyfriends
Moved into houses in the same ZIP codes
Where their parents live
But I, I could
My friends from high school
Married their high school boyfriends
Moved into houses in the same ZIP codes
Where their parents live
But I, I
a win to me
I decided just to put it back in the Trinity
Cause high school was gonna change my proximity
But during this time my parents were pastors
except the two under my feet
Couples classmates came with me but we were really never close
Some turned to my real friends,
high schools where I met my
Met her after high school
Asked her Where you come from?
She said she's from London
And I said that's awesome
She asked how about you?
I said I'm
Talking bout don't you remember me family
I was down with you back in high school
Naw I remember how you played me for a fool
I don't need no fake friends
the streets, it ain't the same
Too many murders, too many funerals and too many tears
Just seen another brother buried plus I knew him for years
Passed by his
the streets, it ain't the same
Too many murders, too many funerals and too many tears
Just seen another brother buried plus I knew him for years
Pa**ed by his
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