Lyrics:
‘I’m really so unhappy.
‘I really miss my friend’s dad, let’s just go’.
He said,
‘My son, just stay for one more term.
‘I know for now you struggle,
‘But
and tell me to switch up my game I’m too old school
So I started taking there misses and fucking on bitches they friends and some hoes too
And now they all
keep showing fear
To all my believers keep believing
To all my deniers just keep denying
Bringing it Back to the old days (ya)
Bring it back to the old
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
never even finished reading a
Book before if you just got
Offended by that last sentence
You should just stop reading
Close the book and walk away because
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
on the same block
And I met
A kid named Rob
In middle school
And he was
Friends with Conor
And I
Already knew Conor
From the Blackhawks
The soccer team
cool
Because I played pool
With my old P.E teacher
Mister Knule
In school
profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be giant sized,
Come to my school. Get pimp-matized.
In your school, what do they
was 3 years old,
Straight pimp game I was told.
My daddy sent me to pimp school.
In this man's world, you can't be no fool.
If a pimp is what you
boom boom kumbaya
Vroom vroom zoom by ya
Me and all me goon brada
Mario brother shroom power make me doom doom da da
This bullshit daughter caught
Sitting in school
Pooja's cool
I know that
That is my flow
Black Water Tower
I see the boat
Hop in the moat
Roll on the float
Pulling me up
Just like some
(Domino)
I played in a game of basketball
At the park with some guys named Johnny Zee
At fat older man jumped on my back
And flared up an old high school
any means or measures
About my old group, the scoop loops full circle
The school wants me outta there I'm too controversial
Better keep me off record,
old ways, you know they ain't play
They ain't even like our friends, we had to sneak and hang with gang
Only full-time father that I knew, he take
I love having fun hanging out with my friends
Friends coming over, we're gonna play some Mario Kart
We got that feel good, real good, big mood vibe
to boast and toast, you go by what name?
You can't get with finesse, you're just jump change
You couldn't cut it even if you had a hack-saw
You're just a rap
Oh yeah
Come on
Woo
Huh
I had a friend was a big baseball player
Back in high school
He could throw that speedball by you
Make you look like
the days are passing by, and your money has run dry
And your school's all out of pie
This is the bridge
Between young and old
Between stories that are long
Old boy sittin' in the dark with a lightbulb
And a lighter in his hand like a pyro
Just can't put the thing down like an iPhone
Got too high flipped
school
His best friend wouldn't listen didn't make good grades
Coach kicked him off the team wouldn't let 'em play
So he stopped going to school
progress nah no less no
when i'm just tryna progress nah no lets go
Really about this
my old friends used to tell me to low this
on my own I was climbing
It all started back in high school while I played pretend
From my favourite tv show to my favourite pen
Saving myself from mean boys, just trying
is all I need now she can't get me out her head like Kylie
I'm a boss with the old school and one with the new school
Diluted my pupils when life gave
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