Lyrics:
than these bitches
And I'm just so sick of this shit, it's ridiculous
Middle finger to the feds, (?) all day
Take her out to eat then I make a bitch
the Creek
And ain't nobody willing to give but just a little
From the upper-class, all the way to the middle
And all I do is sit with my thumbs and let them
simple remittal
Yours numbers can double
My sixes are tripled
With me in the middle
Like Malcolm
Not miller
The weekend is coming
Shit hitting the fan
I'm too busy, I stay
Busy, you ain't busy, you just filthy
'Cause I'm too busy, I stay
Busy, you ain't busy, you just filthy
Creek squad, self made
Good
girlfriend makin' love in the creek
With the mind of a man in the middle
It could be the end of the world as we know it
Still, I never want it all, and I
girlfriend makin' love in the creek
With the mind of a man in the middle
It could be the end of the world as we know it
Still, I never want it all, and I
hitting hard when the sun right
But you gon' have me hitting harder when the moon glow
Sweating like the middle of June flow
Yeah, you know, louder than
school friends
We was at the creek live
I'm with Shorty I'm with Jp I got Noah on my side
Don't need a drink cuz Jp got the 30 pack of bud light
Party
Family cookout soul music with the soul food
Grown folks teaching the kids the electric slide
Remember when we use to hoop behind the middle school
High school top 40 with a 48
Why you gotta keep a gun
Cause these niggas hate
Steady always shooting sh-, let's enjoy the day
Gotta stay up in the middle
middle school, just to show me a burner
Jasmine's cousins wanted to jump me because I made her cry
Wasn't before the year was over one of them nigga died
It's that Young Sinatra IV shit right here
Rest in peace Mac Miller
It's been like ten years
Here we go, yeah
Visualizin' and realizin' my life
playing
13, got back to rap then I heard J Cole
Swear to God he told stories like I lived them before
Middle school try my hardest to put everyone
A baby's born in the middle of the night
In the local delivery room
They grab his feet, smack him 'til he cries
He goes home the next afternoon
Pawtuckett Elementary
In the 1st half, I was the new kid on the block in 2 Double O 9 before 2010
When I went to Middle School, than I was bullied by the cool
A baby's born in the middle of the night
In the local delivery room
They grab his feet, smack him 'til he cries
He goes home the next afternoon
and Ball because all the drugs and the guns the bitches and the
Haters I really shouldn’t be here at all From school brawl, to the studio with weapons drawn
you can never break it
Hangman in middle school, had the teachers looking at me crazy
Jalen told me gotta get it together, my feelings always in the way
This is for the old school niggas from back in the day
When bubblegum soul was legit wit waves
Slick Money was a popular phrase
And we learned to let
game never reaches
And most of these cats are like the middle of peaches
I see you lookin' at, but what you lookin' at?
You want a bomb, wanna twist
the left to the right, helicopters, throw 'em up)
First graders are ya with me? Second graders where ya'll at?
Middle School make some noise, High Schoolers
that's your ass
I hate school yeah, I'm skipping class
Remember you was doing good, I was in last
Now I'm throwing middle fingers up when I drive past
dude,
From back in the day at mill creek middle school
Decided I would master all this rapping
As a gift to you
2 years in I’m quitting school
Got me in
grade
After school in mrs millers with a promenade of
Paper so we could pay per ball favor with 4
Different flavors with Senoras BJ savers
How many kids
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