Lyrics:
ain't puttin' no suit and tie on, I turned down the Met Gala
Mum kicked me out, to be fair, I was beefin' my stepfather
I put her on first class
Second verse minus the passing chords
Hey hey yeah la la la la
Oh oh la la la la la la la la la la.la la
E / F#m7 / B/ A E F#m7 be A be E
You got
and a Playboy no one else would know you hid
And then I'd say I know its tough
When you break up after seven months
And yeah I know you really liked her and it
checks no one can check in
Show my death but then I step in
Yo what's next attend a second
Know I'm less than you expected
Bitch, I'd probably say the same
star
They wanna be like I
Black sneakers just do it
When I ball like Mike
Graduated school with a second class
Now I'm the reason why
The kids ain't
heart by three simple vision
[The Visions:]
The first was a planet engulfed by the sea
No dry land in sight, not a mountain or tree
No rock jutted out
heart by three simple vision
[The Visions:]
The first was a planet engulfed by the sea
No dry land in sight, not a mountain or tree
No rock jutted out
They way y'all do y'all thing
Really got me cringing
I don't like they way y'all run it
Y'all could use a new engine
Class is back in session
And there
Just keep it small
When you give a second chance, he's the right epitome
Just check it out and give a big thanks to y'all
The speech in English class
I stay with it
Too many pussyholes carrying weapons
I'm so icy, man wanna pree me 24/7
Manna got Megaman queffers
Manna get dropped in 21 seconds
up
I like the way you work it
No diggity (no diggity), I got to bag it up, bag it up
She's got class and style
Street knowledge by the pound
half ass
I turned his track off a couple seconds in cause it was half trash
I skip school to touch paper you gotta put me in the cash class
You woulda
Days (Baby you got me weak)
7 Days (7 Days of the week)
7 Days (Baby you got me weak)
Nothing better girl your beauty way over the limit
Am crushing
No one care about this heart of mine
(I feel alone, alone, -lone, -lone, mama)
Why Baton Rouge can't have no second line
Maybe that will help this
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
or
Should I say their team, now I'm gettin' steamed
Gotta find a way, to get accepted by my peers
So now I'm sippin' on beers
Buyin' new gear, nothin'
Who bold enough to challenge this deadly reportation
Of keeping MC's in a hopeless situation
No comparison, if you put the darts side by side
One will
Homie what about the sevens
Blessed be the lamb
I am goat
Here's a toast to everybody
On the oath
I'm Da Vinci with the code
Got no shit to prove
I'm
them all the way focused
Seven six O mind state know this
High desert second letter call it B town
Town biddness Jon B are you still down
Chauncy you
I'm making gold and platinum tracks
I'm in my bag all alone in my habitat
I'm in a class by myself
A league of my own
I'm in a class by myself
A league
Thursday, Friday
Seven days a week
Every hour, every minute, every second
You know night after night
I'll be lovin' you right
Seven days a week
You love when
Thursday, Friday
Seven days a week
Every hour, every minute, every second
You know night after night
I'll be lovin' you right
Seven days a week
You love when
she raised me no father
Shoutout my brother he taught me the way
Survival is key so im keeping it on me
Dropped LSD i was feelin real lonely
Smokin this
lies from the weak
No end
Seven days just spent
Counting ways to pretend
I'm not a number to them
And their friends
Monica paid more than Monique
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