Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Do It (High School Dropout), artist - Tayyib Ali. Date of issue: 12.05.2014
Song language: English
Do It (High School Dropout) |
| I’m one day away from home, a week away from traveling |
| I’m living on the road so studios I’m relaxing in |
| Official with this shit, you can tell by how I handle it |
| So I be killing every fucking map I’m in I’m back again |
| Niggas trynna block me out, these ladies trynna let me in |
| P.A show me love cause I Keystone represent |
| Eighteen killin' em' with money I’m getting fresher than will and them |
| Working overtime for a million |
| And this is hip-hop, bitch you can sit down |
| Bum when I was younger but I bet you want me nizzow, |
| Ballin in bound, haters they see me shining and they frizown |
| But think I’m gon' stop, bleed out |
| Uh high numbers, all digital |
| Dope rhyme killa' with my Penthouse vintage flow |
| So why change up |
| You said that you was grindin', but you ain’t bruh |
| You on the same stuff |
| I’m a high school dropout |
| Hard with the flow |
| Skateboards and this weed smoke |
| Is all that I know |
| Young rebels who we are |
| Soon to be a superstar |
| Hard work hey, get on your job |
| Mouth full of hatred |
| Serious game so I don’t play with it |
| Whatever you got my team taking it |
| School of hard knocks, class of gentleman you late for this |
| So I don’t think it’s safe to tell you where the graduation is |
| Seem like everywhere I go people notice me |
| I’m performing at the show you left home to see |
| Now I’m holding G’s, can’t go a day without smoking weed |
| Murder beats, killing shit, first degree |
| Awww man, they don’t wanna start again |
| Turbulence is crazier than a retarded man |
| Killin' regardless man |
| These lames should be ashamed |
| Walking around like it’s John Carter man |
| Now I came up, they say I changed up |
| It’s money everywhere, hate, but we remain us |
| Man I’m so smooth, new nigga old-school |
| So recognize I won’t lose |
| Hey yo right from the gate dog |
| This shouldn’t be no rush |
| Shining on them other niggas, we just doing us |
| That’s how I was taught |
| Rhyme sick, shine quick, get an island resort |
| Cause life too short |
| I’m eighteen with a flow similar to B.I.G. |
| and Joe |
| East coast niggas hoes see us, and we pick and roll |
| Yeah that’s the lifestyle |
| Tenth grade said fuck it |
| Huh, look at me right now |