| Nigga we be on our shit, call us cow manure
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| Young boy stay clean even in the sewer
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| My last girl was super but I couldn’t get through to her
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| I swear I was literally just tryna get into
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| But you can’t even have her, I’m the closest thing to her
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| Can tell you everything about her, Feel like I really knew her
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| But if God could bless anybody, I swear I’d just choose her
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| Cause she’s a good girl tryna stay true to her
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| My mind stay racin' I swear I could run in Cuba
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| Been shaded up lately, Blowin' hard like a Tuba
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| Like man am I a loser? |
| Or is it just a new her?
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| I swear I’m the only dude in her life that improved her
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| But when I grow up man I might just have to move her
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| Somewhere with the money we gon' ball like a hooper
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| Been doin' a lot of growin' I swear I been on some new stuff
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| Livin' like the Jefferson’s, nigga it’s that time to move up
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| I’m up late night just tryna get it right
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| Swear I been on my grind just tryna stay outta sight
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| This is «Sleeping In Class» just tryna spread my light
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| Tryna make a mil off these million thoughts that I write — Right!
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| Forever, Forever ever, Forever ever? |
| Forever
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| Any weather I’m here whenever
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| Forever, Forever ever, Forever ever, Forever
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| We’ll stay together and make it better
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| Yeah
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| Yeah I fall asleep in class
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| You niggas learnin' for now but I’m sittin' here dreamin' my future
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| And when we leave class you niggas better haul ass
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| Cause my life ain’t quite what ya used to
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| Every single morning, When ya’ll packing I’m yawning
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| From nights in the studio, Nigga if ya didn’t know
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| I’m on it
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| Dreamer turn believer 'bout my salad like Caesar
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| The society just tease us findin' ways to decrease us
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| My rhyme’s like Jesus findin' ways to increase us
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| This my story, Gettin' money, There’s a thesis
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| Cause what my family leave is for my Nephew’s and my Niece’s
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| Just wanna make sure my generation don’t fall to pieces
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| Cause what them teachers teach us
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| Got degrees and they don’t believe us
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| They lie to us when they conceive us
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| Tryna shred us down to pieces
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| That’s reality |