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thang
Made sure my grades good
Showed and dem folks I got range
 
I need you to know
Det im thankful for growth
For common sense, and 
 The times that was

carter 
Bout to take flight from first class to a charter 
Came off the bench now I ball like a starter 
Shoot my shot and that shit wet like some water

their first child
My pop was from Jersey my mom was from Miami
They met in the bed stuy Brooklyn NYC
At Art College and yes they was hippies
So I guess

check up
I sat down with momma, and we talked bout how I'm the first to go college
And she'll do whatever she gotta make sure I'm proper
And my father

them
First show was grade school, flowin' like a wave pool
My addiction is the stage, blowin' up like grenades do
Huh? Asian Rap? There's fame in that?

I was 18, first time I ever rapped
I was saying back then I'd put my city on the map
What the fuck is hip-hop? I didn't even know
Wanna make shit

settled for a college I knew I ain't have a place yet
With an unknown school, I was just trying to fill a space that I knew wasn't meant for me
But mentally

wanting to read more, run track, go to college, think about race, and well
Marry Tyra Banks
I was a sophomore in high school about to get expelled another

trial)
45 parents press charges (oh)
I got a DUI in college (stupid)
This was not my first offense (oh, my God)
Children were crying on the stand

dropped out of college
Riding 'round with gang
Chop tucked in case we got a problem
Scam star
Don't ask me 'bout no pots 'cause
I am not around 'em
Same

origami 

In my own division do the math
I be the great u denying that 
Every nigga be surprised when i smite a track remember me in my grade as the quiet

hot
But I wanted to make my money into a fat knot
And now I'm in 11th grade started smoking that haze
It calmed on my nerves and put my mind in a daze

of what you ain't
Well packaged to distribute to the masters
Plotted this since first grade classes
Class is elements of a classic
I've got evidence

at Meisler
Advisory's boring
It's hard to be clean around
All of this garbage
As mad as I seem, know it's all in the moment
If college ain't for me
Then I

Imaginate

The Former Fat Boys

Rocky Loves Emily

always mail in my mailbox
i rep third grade so all my jokes is knock knocks
got villains scared like an alligator that tick tocks
tip top shape, like

no man to lead got no dad to teach so he's growing to be what these rappers say he needs 
Forget college forget work gang banging just in first grade

Keep my pieces round me
Like it's gold
First grade
Was a hard age
And I'm sorry
I was broke
I was struggling
Back on my lows
Never talked
But my actions

And if I grind hard get my trunk ina front
It's a lot on my mental been rolling up skunk
College grind scribe ona top of the bunk

Out chasing a bag ona

Just a Friend

Too Phat

Classics the Collection of Phat Tracks

2004

this place they call college 
first coupla months it was cool but then it changed yo 
she never called and really acted like a strange ho 
one day I

this place they call college 
first coupla months it was cool but then it changed yo 
she never called and really acted like a strange ho 
one day I

gas fires
Turns out I'd do anything
To be the well liked college try-hard
That was back when my playlists sounded like frat party basements
Dreams

Everything is temporary, be sure to face your fears
No one really knows why the fuck we're even here
Causing trouble on the playground in the first grade
With

Vetements
Bin am ballen wie die Spalding Group oder 'n College-Student
Wilder Westen, ich bin Lucky Luke
Du musst dich vor den Bullets ducken, weil meine