Lyrics:
GRABS HER STUFF AND LEAVES.
SCENE TWO — MAIN HALLWAY
SCENE OPENS WITH SAM HOLDING A KID BY HIS COLLAR AND
PUSHING HIM AGAINST A LOCKER.
KID: LET ME GO
Gorbachev, I'm tearing down these walls bitch
Middle finger flipped up in the halls bitch
So much swag I'm hated by the mall kids
Random burst
freezer
That's the kinda money me and mine go bet on FIFA
Bruddas acting like it's beef but they look sorta dumb
They don't pull up 'round here, I got
I be down in the clouds
All ways packing the tree
But I know she go around
Find her
Buzzing like a moffucking bee!!
Tho still
I don't judge her,noI
for the kids with the big ole dreams
Know the world don't give, gotta take it by force
Woah
Now we back in it, the city I step in, the mayor I'm shaking
like it was whooping cough
They group been soft
First hour at the open bar
And they're trooping off
He went to go laugh and get
Some head by the side
don't know who dude is...
So who this?
I said, "Who's this?"
Who's who?
Who's this new kid who been
Claiming he ain't losing
On his got-something-to-prove
"You're only sixteen, you don't have a rep yet"
I said, "Mom, let's put these clothes back, please"
She said "no, you go to school to learn not for
of leather
My momma just called me, she said that she worried
I told her « Don't worry ma, I'm doing better »
I wanted this one girl, but shit didn't go
sweating please pass me a fan DAMN!!
Girl the way you movin got me in a trans
Dj turn me up ladies dis yo jam "com on"
Imma sip mascato and you go loose dem
it from my cock I don't feel shit
So check me the original joe pesky freak the sexy
I got more gadgets than the inspector, go-go jet-skis
Then swoop
the uptown baldies, kids that were Lords
Kick for kids that's paid, I kick for kids with no funds
Whole blocks come for classes kids with contacts kids
What it-what it exactly are we doin?
Don't play yourself
Reward yourself and tune in to
The 2017 BET Hip Hop
Award hosted by me: DJ Khaled and Dade
the news (yeah, bullet)
So we like fuck you too nigga
We ain't gotta pretend
We don’t fuck with you niggas
Who the fuck said we friends
Dear lord please
Ya want to holla got to follow nigga here we go
Get you ticket, the train, don't miss it
Won't reach out, and ya bet I won't visit
'til my whole
Ya want to holla got to follow nigga here we go
Get you ticket, the train, don't miss it
Won't reach out, and ya bet I won't visit
'til my whole
to box boy don't consider it
Ingenuous, used to be a good boy
Nine millimeter got my new toy
Let's go, shuffle for the right shot
Stick and move if you
want to be rich and happy
Don't go to school
Robert Kiyosaki wrote a book
And I think it is cool
What is school
Here's my definition and please don't
with my eyes drippin down the glass
Shaggy I think they're tryin to start a riot
And then it's Ice T but he don't seem fazed by it
I know the devil's
Matter a fact go fuck yourself
And bring me that dirty hoe
Ahh
We the kids from the block we don't talk that much
Come around as your driving
of barrel
Let go of the shackles
Slide then shuffle
Grab that duffel
No
Please don't muffle
That's a jigsaw
We don't talk to the feds
Don't go there
Baby do
as long as you grease it first... very sore if you don't.
Now! The first two tracks, as we've said, Running Free and Sanctuary, were recorded at Long Beach.
Yellow tape and white sheets
And time is going by so slowy
I plead insanity
My family my homies
Sick of swallowing rocks
To avoid them cops on the block
or the nana goat
The pearl handle where ammo go
Answer war with your girl nana or aunt ol go
Cancel cultures annual, Santa po is the anecdote
Cancer don't
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