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School days, I just started at the clock
It's fucked up how I'm still riskin' my freedom
Trap phone ringin' in these million pound meetings, let's go

used to run real low hit Gavelston by three hoes
Had big dreams making small profits, back when I was copping from niko
Fake friends I dont need those,

Fuck they album up with my old single
Sick of slaving for the smallest check
Swear all this debt was just causing stress
Momma tell me that I'm awfully

on ev'ry Sunday morning
Sunday school don't get caught yawning
Choir and youth group on Sunday night
Being 'round friends makes it alright

Younger days

'cause we gettin' money
We tucked off with bands in a mansion
I can't trust my friends and it hurt
These the same niggas that I did dirt with
No, these

and confused, what they say on the news bruh?/
Cops shot a nigga and a stray hit a school bus/

Dam, I been locked inside a house/
Smokin by the ounce, losin ma

my last fight friend? aight then
i beat kids with lead pipes
i leave trails of dead mic's
where im from niggas jewels get ran like red lights
old folks

KD 1,2,3 이젠 MAGIC들을 뱉어
MIC 앞에서만 센 척 붐뱁으로 무대들을 채워
첨 사람 앞에서 뱉어본 Tetris
07 Old school Kidz 또다시 handling
그때 개소리들은 개무시 Fuck 여전히 boom bap
이젠 First class 노리지

send to me
'Cause a lot of man ain't real
But they pretend to be
I'm old school like felony
I'll catch a felony (Right now)
I got enemies, frenemies,

verbally dope
Heard he was broke ‘til he purchased a boat
Old school candy painted Cadillac
With some burgundy spokes
When I was young, my best friends
I was

to where all girls act crazy
I'm great but a lot of niggas hate but
I can never let that faze me
It's like Eminem going to a German school
Because a lot

school, I would walk straight to the record shop,
And walk through every section stopping at hip hop.
Just to find a song to buy to bring back home, so,
I

baseball cards
Tricked out cars tryna ball
In front of Walmart
I'm sorry, I'm just no have got the memo
Killing tracks in a Fascist fashion
That's my MO
Fly

ain't the person that I was
And no one told me that I changed
I needed people by my side
But everyone just looked away

So now I'm talking to myself

I would take your word like the hand up on the Bible
Even stood by you when you were suicidal
We were old school, with-standin' all the cyclones
Been

ditching school together
Whenever there was a late start
And I remember how intimidated I was
By your mother before she warmed up to me
Haha, or that tri-tip

his freakin feeder
Turned his back that’s a sneaky creature 
Characteristics of cold blooded friend deceiver
Pocket checkers attention appeasers

is floating
We got some lucid flowers 
That make this d*ck get potent 
She popping bottles to some old school 
She got some friends that’s trying come

old Seals and Croft song.
Dead wrong, you belong to Gods
Of Earth
Scriptures from birth, testimonial writings.
My high? Is lightening, thunderous by

to roam so free
We would lie underneath the Tipuana tree

Just the other day
I drove past their by the way
Not a sound was heard
The mine had emptied out

left
But I'm right here,
Every night with no fear
No spite, just advice like a therapist
Avoiding problems with the clients
No lying
I'm my friends

water boys getting it in
In the trunk like whodini bangin' like old school friends
We back to back lamborghinis rocking like cartier lenz
I'm just eight

18 years old she's on the corner
Not knowing if she'll see tomorrow
Drinks Hennessey to drown the sorrow
The pain is all up on the bottle
She's tryna

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曲を作る、曲を作る、曲を作る今日
Old school から今クールまで直通
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