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to the time when i was a nobody

zero human!

Never recognised as a somebody 

Old School days emi no ma fin se yeye (laughing) stock 

Like old stuff 

They

that ain’t the truth

I just hate the fact that you didn’t stay in school

You had potential for you just to make a major move 

But what you do?

You

MAKIN-MO-MONEY
WAS HANG OUT WITH PPL WHO MADE-MORE-MONEY
I EXPELLED A Whole LOT OF MY HIGH SCHOOL FRIENDS 
WHEN THEY DIDN’T GRADUATE TO MAKING ENDS.  

NOW GIRL

and boutiques
She works nine to five, five to nine to make sure her fam eat
The goal ain’t never too high
She ain’t never too low, to go for the things she wants

fuckin they friends
The way how I move and the way that I step
I ain't like them lil boys they can die by the tech
Save me the talk don't compare with

millions
I can't be with stupid niggas, I get high and get to thinkin' like
(shhhhhhhhhh)
Bitch, it's quiet onna set
It's like ion fuck with money, how i'm

a tissue
Ooh
All these lil' niggas some issues
Ooh

Y'all niggas fake as a bitch
Ain't seen you since high school so why would I miss you
Ooh

I

the cookies too, got the best pens (pens)
I know you wanna be my friend (oh yea)
But I started by myself (damn)
Don't need nobody else, I'll do it myself (oh

at all
Ride stock rims
Sip Jameson, sea salt for my lady friends
1800 shots, 100 shot clips
On the cliff with my bitch
See the solar eclipse eclectic,

watched me grow
On these streets they watched me grow
On these streets

Yo
Tottenham, I was raised in the block, that's man
Surrounded by dingers

at all of us so-called friends who did a wrong

Wonderin' how my mama kept her head high and spirit so strong
My mama brought me this far in life, so I

Awkward  
I'm trying so hard to be cool
Way back high school
I'm at a dance and he walks in 
But she came with him 
I'm in a dress 
I hope he loves

Aren't you goin' to that summer camp anyway
Yeah, bro
Look, I'm about to be a senior in high school and I gotta go to summer camp?!
Damn, man

Your mom's

to my old ways
And light up wood tips black and mild
The baddest child comin' in high school
Bonfirefrom smoke would cover all the trace of liquor

a couple nights 
How's that homie? 
Since high school
I knew this was the shit for me 

I'm thinking how is this Afro kid
Get his hands on the country

broad day light
I'll still rob you blind
That's why I don't trust no man
But the hands of time
Even if thy so called friends of mine
Call it as I see it

it grow but the flowers ain't blossoming
Damn all that hard work? 
When time pass me by , I ain't talking about that clock work
Resilience in my heart

I just graduated from high school and man, was it an experience! I had fun and got all the way to my 12th grade year and was rocked by a worldwide

Everybody'll be quick to wanna chill
Once you the deal
But until then you're surrounded by fools
And that's the thing about fame
Once you get just a little bit

the 'yard
i can't believe what i see
i find the girl
that teased me through high school
buried right by my feet
for years i secretly loved her,
i kissed her

basslines
In my room like a shrine it was shining
Original Nutter by Shy it's was firing high
Lost in the music, basement bedroom
Always had the tunes on,

my school work and friends I didn't
Really pay attention I took you for granted
Now I'm all alone, stranded
I'm on my knees praying to God that
I'm

I stand down the hall
And her cooter is wider than
A high school hall
After all these black balls pound that
Shit like Smash Bros Brawl

Yeah, I'm

tryna be your friend
Not gonna defend any of your trends
I’m just gonna be myself, never landing on the shelf
Getting all my wishes like I’m getting help