COLLEGE

Yeah I dropped out of college I weren't gonna win, no I weren't gonna win, no I dropped out of college I weren't learning shit, no I weren't learning shit, no Now errybody watching They don't want me to win, no Yeah, they wonder who the kid know And now his shit popping They wonder will his hits blow up Yeah, they wonder will his hits blow up Remember when I just made it up on the way? Dropped one girl and date another, that's the cause of all my pain I've spent way too long trying to get respect up on my name Probably why my plays so dire, I'ma go and slice my veins Oh shit, I ain't on no suicide watch list Who's this? Why's he rapping now? I want him to sing "Yo, kid, spit a verse up on my shit real quick" Go ahead and suck ya mudda, I ain't hopping on shit, no I'm done with all them favours, now I need to get paid I need a job and I've been hunting, I ain't working for fame And I've been out here saving money, tryna eat every day I'm worried I'ma have no home and y'all 'gon laugh in my face And I've been kinda happy that my tracks are getting acclaim I mean a lil bit, remember when LIL BIT reached 1k? Now I'm sad, I wonder if I'm gonna blow up one day I used to do it for the music, now I'm working for fame And now I'm working for the money, I ain't working for no bitches I don't need my heart broken, don't want any more stitches I don't need a part of your hype, yeah, you gonna miss this CVTEBOY$ 'til I die and now the bitches tryna hit this I'ma dab in the pussy, because I'm reckless Go ahead, engrave that "kid c." up there on your left wrist Since I became a dropout, I feel like I'm a legend Go ahead, remember who the fuck you tryna mess with, yeah I dropped out of college I weren't gonna win, no I weren't gonna win, no I dropped out of college I weren't learning shit, no I weren't learning shit, no Now errybody watching They don't want me to win, no Yeah, they wonder who the kid know And now his shit popping They wonder will his hits blow up Yeah, they wonder will his hits blow up Wonder if my hits are gonna blow up, yeah Now I'm going pop, you know they loathe us, yeah They wanted [RUINED RAP], they want that old stuff, yeah It's coming, don't you worry, I've got loads, uh, yeah We've got that CVTEBOY$ tape, uh, we've got that Koma EP We've got a thousand other projects coming 2018 I'll probably drop a mixtape but I ain't giving no date Now that I'm making money, you can go and buy what I make Or go and stream all of my music, this my ego talking I know you wantin' me bad so cop a feature from me Since I done hopped on the trap, they want the beefin' from me When kid gets put on the map, he staying eating, hungry They know that I've been on my way up, paper You heard it when I said it, no mistake, uh, haters, yeah Go and suck a dick, while I'm fucking on your bitch Cause she always bumping kid, Happysad, she call it lit Oh my god, he's a boss Watching what Corey drop Shit so Gucci every track, I've never lost I bet she gonna lemme hit it when I want Since I've dropped outta college, all my shit has been poppin' Your girl be snortin' that molly, she looking awful, I'm honest She need to go ahead and leave her ass for me I'ma turn your ugly thot into a queen I dropped out of college I weren't gonna win, no I weren't gonna win, no I dropped out of college I weren't learning shit, no I weren't learning shit, no Now errybody watching They don't want me to win, no Yeah, they wonder who the kid know And now his shit popping They wonder will his hits blow up Yeah, they wonder will his hits blow up