Lyrics:
Put it on yo time
Put it on yo playlist
I be on yo mind
Running thru yo mind like a new track race
Think about the bustdown see yo face
This girl she
But we still held hands out back of the old school
We spent all our time together
Laughing and having fun
We swore that we'd love forever
'Cause
listening to this right now, no matter how old you are, how young you are
Whether you on a school bus headed to get your education
Or you driving home from
tracks, Lote go crazy like Bozo, get caught in the chokehold, moneno, negrito, I'm telling you negros you better stay outta my zone.
It's driving me crazy
East Point and Decatur they got my back, so
We gon' keep on jammin and stabbin off in the track, ahh
Think it's time to bungee but buddy we will be
they got my back, so
We gon' keep on jammin and stabbin off in the track, ahh
Think it's time to bungee but buddy we will be back
And I'm fin' to put
young playa with a skip school swag
But by the time I turned
20 I was popping tags
I guess I did the right thing like Spike said
A pair of Js and a dream,
They ain't never seen a nigga do
The shit that I did
They ain't never seen a nigga
Driving nothing like this
I got haters, I got jockers all over my
too fast
Yeah and it's all time to pass, yeah
You're driving too fast
Hang on for your life, I think you're going to crash
You're going out
Gimme that old school love right now (l-love you baby)
You know when I hold you, you won't be alone
As long as I'm here
As long as you love me
its time for us to rule
When the fallout clears the room
Were the new atomic youth
Schools so boring
Everyone?s horny
Your mom and dad are driving you
(give them a little time)
Now my bad old ways were during my school days
Messing on those grade A's, my life is just a haze
I'm going through
the rappers
'Cause I'm rapping
On this track
So epic
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Driving my car in the streets, yo
Gettin' lots of food to eat, yo
Yo!
Meal
There's
And you been on my mind
We’re running out of time ay
In the 016 in my brother’s whip
And I’m drunk as fuck
Liquor in my system
Driving to your crib
Driving
Listen
Listen
Listen
Pls listen
Aay
See
I jamb jamb jamb
Four times before I made it to school
My peers
And my friends
And My girl
They all left me
My
Dun Deal on the Track
Dropped out of school, I didn't graduate (oh no)
But I still got the M's on my plate (oh, oh yeah)
Mama ain't really have
on track
I'm in my Maserati
I'm driving way too fast
These bitches now they want me
They see I got the cash
I'm in my Maserati
I'm driving way too fast
These
on track
I'm in my Maserati
I'm driving way too fast
These bitches now they want me
They see I got the cash
I'm in my Maserati
I'm driving way too fast
Just in case you haven't smiled lately
Had to take it back
Had to make a track to make you smile baby
I don't know how you doing
Know I wish you well
I'm high as shit doe
Verse 1: Joey Bada$$
To blaze or not to blaze, that is the question
First day of school late, already in suspension
Shit, my
twice"
When it's been a long time since they had a teenage life
Dwelling on the past, from back when I was young
Thinking of my school days and trying
(give them a little time)
Now my bad old ways were during my school days
Messing on those grade A's, my life is just a haze
I'm going through
with a back slasher jawcracker
L.T. the track attack of the linebackers
Shootin firecrackers at chiropractors
For trying to crack the back of my style
game coz this game love me back
I'm pushing a lac, smoking sacs like a mad mac
Bringing me back, banging the 8-track track
The Dramatics and Battle
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