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back around I guess karma's a must
The down side of effects takes time to collect 
Just really miss the days I wasn't feeling the debts
Then early stages

really trying o dub me
Not happy then baby you can leave 
At this point I don't know what I need
I guess message received 
At this point I'll pack up

Can lead and follow need a teacher that can switch places 
Witta student
Gotta mind and use it
Self-educated
Self-motivated 
But don't lack patience

an educated fool with money on my mind
Got my 10 in my hand and a gleam in my eye
I'm a loc'd out gangsta set trippin' banger
And my homies is down so don't

me chasin' dreams
I'm an educated fool with money on my mind
Got my 10 in my hand and a gleam in my eye
I'm a loc'd out gangsta set trippin' banger

traveling through these roads 
I guess I’m in a different state
U just don’t what’s been on my mind just to chase a dollar and some fours 
Started trying out

chasin' dreams
I'm an educated fool with money on my mind
Got my ten in my hand and a gleam in my eye
I'm a loc'd out gangsta, set trippin' banger
cnd my

a normal flight
I was raised by the sheik
So I gotta go bam into buildings
Too much jet fuel in the gas
Tank got me melting beams
I was educated to scream

you make me so sick
I guess you have lame nigga syndrome
Back to the money dough
I still talking big money hoe
I ain't about that flex
I'm about

Feeling so sick now
I guess I know what it is now
I don't want to fight this
Nk I don't want to feel this
I'vw been working hard to be a better man
I

come down
I like it in the air man I guess I'll stick around 

Yea I speak outta space yea I say I'm in the air my life is over here man I think I stay

educated 
Sick of gettin invites from niggas who never made it (oh-oh) 
Sick of bein' polite to people with lesser patience 
Oftentimes, I wonder where I

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watching got me chasing dreams
I'm a educated fool with money on my mind
Got my ten in my hand and a gleam in my eye
I'm a loped out gangsta set trippin

complicated, it's a hit or miss I guess I'm educated in this
She swung and missed, I guess she wishes I didn't exist
I shoulda known you was fake, a doll in her

never shown
Coming, coming up with degrees (yeah)
Highly educated
Coming up with the heat
To defeat all the cheap lies
Make them deceased
Yeah they say
We

blow up
For me and Syva Jay, it's the same old thang
Working on the music, it's a limitless run
Yeah
The cat is out of the bag
I guess I'm single, simply

I remember
When I met you on tinder
Swiped right
So I guess i'm a winner
Broke boy
So I ate you out for dinner
Fun guy but you rather
Play with

you've grown or you just older and the same
I look the same, but my brain changed
Educated, brain-trained
Plus my heart is harder now, I guard it with my

enough
Can you stay one day
And forget all about it
All and all about it
They told me never fall in love
It never works out in your favor
I guess I'll sit

a few minutes and I'll get you educated
Don't post your grinder on Tinder, you smoke, that's cool
But nobody cares little Kinder, please go vape at school

and really sell women
I really wanna go to heaven, but a nigga always sinnin'
Bitches sayin' that they hate me, shit, I guess I am a villain
Made yo' gang

had a clear path
But even the righteous has a blurry past
Guess what madness brings? A list of things
But most important, it cuts one's dreams

pac In it
If you wanna fly we can Clark Kent it
Got a slice of apple pie
Price is right is on so we getting high
Jordan 2s guess jeans guess the homies

a young nigga perspective
Wit executive visions to profit off every venture
Was educated by failure
Might've loss but I won though
Cause every set back was