Lyrics:
a bunch of used nails
We grew up in the church together nigga
Sunday school
Now I heard you off into jackin' nigga
That ain't even cool
I used
knuckles and a switch blade
I turned up all in school
I was the savage with the good grades
Fuck it dawg I’m riding by myself now
See I’m a grown man
fast forward they in high school and shit was solid
His homie deep into that shit
He saying fuck a college
He knew his friend was super smart and was so
doing it for my next door neighbour
I'm doing it for my high school band
I'm doing it for all my friend's parents
Who thought my influence was bad
I'm
get a little sad
Cause playing sports was some of the best times we ever had
I remember smoking Mary Jane before school
And going inside high as fuck,
a quirk
Skipping school cuz we didn't wanna learn
We was out there drinking Twisted Tea's, right along the sea
We would get the shit by any means
We be
My cousins growing up, we were close to each other
Than Childish Gambino is to Donald Glover
We grew up as best friends, hung out every day
The school
disappear
When they tore down my neighborhood
High rise condo
Friend's in high places, fly high Mondo
I got blood drops in my whiskey
There's too many neon
after the show
I come up from behind you and I kiss you on your neck
Mind you, this back in high school, most likely depressed
But we made sense, yea we
to high school, you think you're so damn cool
Locked inside a haunted attic
Being hungover in traffic
Marrying a pile of shit, would all be better than my
[8B] We some presidential players, with money by the layers
[8B] Ain't nuthin you broke ass niggaz do that can fade us
[TS] I won't stop rappin, I
bubble bath
In dust piled high as me
Down under the street
My friend
Poor Cherokee Louise
Ever since we turned thirteen
It's like a minefield
bubble bath
In dust piled high as me
Down under the street
My friend
Poor Cherokee Louise
Ever since we turned thirteen
It's like a minefield
lesson
A young mind I'm hiding behind highs
School last thing on my mind now I'm a problem child
They got me writing lines and not the kind that rhyme
the bottom dropped out
The drugs you've been keeping use them every weekend
You were strung out on the pavement
High school kids getting wasted
The memories
when I was in school
Went to sellin' packs from jackin', then made rappin' cool
Lookin' up to rich niggas, let me rock they jewels
Got the game from
Snapchat
17yrs boy don't wonna lose
Let see what u can do
This my dream no go leave me lonely
So when I get I will give u some
When am in school criticize by
to droppin' out
High school dropping off, range
Rover hoppin' out, woo
(Woo) shit was crispy
Beat bringing back memories like they miss me
I ain't gotta do
did I ever get by without my twins?"
Nah, I don't need nobody else except my friends
(Okay, obviously I need my family and shit, but)
So, come over for
life by night
I walk alone in my all white Nikes
Stuck on the road like I missed my flight
I can never go where the lights shine bright
Wake up, I'm
me Mane, she said I'm... It's my birthday, I'm like okay
What you on today?
You tryna kick it?
She said maybe later, got plans with my friends
I said
Words and music Robin Williamsson 1978
I learned in school
That I was mad if they were sane, you see
They had to beat me black and blue
They said it
and blue lights
A sneaky link oh it seems
That I'm switching my teams
Should I be ashamed
To say I lost my card by a bitch
That a whole school
Could
thing she's got
And she don't need much to get by
It's been a long, long time since I felt that way
Maybe all the way back to high school
But
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