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on, hold on, wait just a little bit longer)
I started school, in a worn, torn, dress that somebody threw out
I knew the way it felt, to always live in

Second eye too, Michael, or whatever they called you in high school
I'm used to living with a high IQ just like you! 
I don't feel like I was to you

school
Tryna be cool 
Tryna be tough
But I'm 5'2"
Chuck Taylors, skinny jeans, and a button down
I tried to drown my little flaw by acting like a clown
I

a mask on, this is just the tip
Of the iceberg, you're at a loss my man
If you keep trying to fuck up this splendid time
And to all my best friends I say

(Gizza Big Mac 'n fries with loads of gherkins)
Hey, it's Mike!
Just called to say
"Are Josh and James allowed to come and play
In Laycock Gardens in

bogus
Jokester niggas you compare me to
Feeling like the old school Wayne
Show me my opponent
I'm the only nigga that I know can do you right
But if you

out at night
My child's eyes are struggling to fight
It won't be long until
The friends I know are gone
And replaced by complimentary strangers

when you spit it?
Save all the drama for your bitches
Y’all are just fly bys in this business
So huddle up and plan your mission
Tell me I’m in trouble,

Fighting hoes just because they stared a little too long
Threatened by the slightest move
Got the word these bitches wanna jump me after school
Everybody's

Assassinate these yuppies like I work for fucking Ubisoft
These Tennesseean bitches really just want me to represent
But if he did
All you goofy rappers would

but we just spent, so it's holdin' 50
Big drums on a Drake, uh
Big drums on a Drake, when I hold it, look like titties
Gave a cougar bitch a Viagra, now

We Were Hanging Out Ditching School
Smoking Camel No Filter No Parule
Reading Soft Porn Mag's 'N Dreaming 'Bout Them Girls
Naked By The Pool
Walking

on them niggas, now I don't hit em
Give me the rock, you know I'm going coast to coast with it
You know it's nothing like that old school flow
I'm oh so

the whip, walk him down, we ain't doin' no drive-by
Glock on my hip, they go, fat, fat, I fucked his  bitch, got her callin' me papa
Old school drip, no dada

old school
And I'm Avid with the beat and flows too
Kicking thoughts around like Jon Jones do
Straight to the brain, flowing so smooth
Catch what I'm

audiences were non-correspondent, 
Still invested most our means and beyond 'em, 
Like..."no problem!"....and then we go again!
Those school friends that

Hold On, Just A Little Bit Longer (Mmm, Baby)

I Started School
In A Worn, Torn Dress That Somebody Threw Out
I Knew The Way It Felt, To Always Live In

So funny second Grade
Classrooms on the computers -
Remember when computers first came out
The old school Macs? -
In the computer lab with all my

keep some cash like my daddy I got bucks.
Bitch I'm old school like them retros and them chucks.
This pussy c1 he gon' feel it when we fuck,
I'ma ride it

you are so beautiful
This the love that the old school got
This that love that will never ever rot
I hope you understand that this so true
I ain't just

Glen i know you know dis shit crazy
Sound like the old school weezy f baby
I know a bad bitch hate me
Cuz i make her wanna fuck no safety
Pull up eyes

roads to work
To avoid the left turns
Leave my old friends on read
When they say they're concerned
Only listen to songs
Where I know all the words
By

anyone deserves
My dad had his breadly brews and I would share 'em with some herbs
No not a fighter, had a work ethic an old school provider
The working

friend twan said chill
Don't get to political
That's just how I feel
Physical mental spiritual
Unapologetically African
You call it black
I'm doing all I