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High School
(Mans shut down when he heard my tings) [The Big Hash:] These niggas can't admit it but they old news Tryna hop on to my wave when they all snoozed Chain up on my neck resemble ice cubes I
got high at school, I
never finished high school I
got high at school, I
never finished high school I
regret it but I
can't get off my pedestal [Kwesta:] I, graduated from blunt burning on corridors Now I'm working on learning father and daughter laws No diplomas ke la the
lesson is loving yours Higher learning the
kasi version from corner stores Now we big and we chart heavy on iTunes Every gig, show my heart like Kevin in Night School Split your wig with these bars, never might lose I
came to win, break the
odds and even out rules Broke dude but I
always see God in myself No shoes, long road, gotta walk by myself No clue what's on 'cause, I
ain't calling for help If I'm old news I'll make sure to report it myself Got my whole life written in these mega songs So the
shit is that real, It's not a
metaphor I
don't post I
feed, I
am that involved I
know when I
go fuck a
tweet, hashtag along Sell your validation to someone else Tell 'em David don't need Goliath's help Paper chasing just ain't my kinda wealth Ace of spading with all the
cards I'm dealt [The Big Hash:] These niggas can't admit it but they old news Tryna hop on to my wave when they all snoozes Chain up on my neck resemble ice cubes I
got high at school, I
never finished high school I
got high at school, I
never finished high school I
regret it but I
can't get off my pedestal Bitches done with treating me like I
ain't the
only one From the
city where they know me as they favourite son Used to mix that codeine up [?] Forty three percent up on my ride when the
show is done I
don't even sip, I
give it to my niggas Cut an interview to avoid all the
booty lickers [?], gotta pay me when you take a
picture 'Cause I
ain't never play with money, boy you see the
vision You can tell the
boys I'm on the
way, go ahead purchase your tickets Don't know start it at shows, the
mic or the
crickets Might never run out of lip, never had it to begin with I
put the
work in to avoid the
pain I
had to put my mama through November 2017, the
question on my mind was 'Would I
burst into the
scene?" Considering the
best of my talents, but I
seen no one get that I'd be the
best who got me here at nineteen Told 'em all I'd get the
bag with cash and I
don't even bank Snap a
calf on stage, fuck breaking a
leg Would I
make it two nights? Man can't even say Your favourite rapper already put a
price on my head, you bitch These niggas can't admit it but they old news Tryna hop on to my wave when they all snoozed Chain up on my neck resemble ice cubes I
got high at school, I
never finished high school I
got high at school, I
never finished high school I
regret it but I
can't get off my pedestal They said I
wouldn't make it but I'm here And when I
take my L's and all the
envy disappears These niggas seemed to like it when I'm hurting and shedding tears But it's fuck 'em all and when the
money talk, the
more ears I
can only do so much because I'm only human They see me thriving so they subject me to persecution And they do anything, when I
say anything I
mean everything to make me feel like anything I
do is clueless They keep proving time and time again they don't want me to trend Disregarding my moves and all the
effort I
spent Like I
take the
easy way out just to get to the
[?], for real They don't care how I
feel, never give me time to heal Keep my hands on the
wheel, and both eyes on the
road Young nigga penning deals 'cause I
know the
game is cold Last project I
had called the
opposite of old How's it possible I'm a
kid and still a
GOAT? These niggas can't admit it but they old news Tryna hop on to my wave when they all snoozed Chain up on my neck resemble ice cubes I
got high at school, I
never finished high school I
got high at school, I
never finished high school I
regret it but I
can't get off my pedestal I
remember the
day I
went number one Felt the
relief in my stomach because I
stuck to my guns Thirty second called my mom, she told me I
am the
greatest And everything that I
put her through made me who I
'd become It's like, when I
wrote the
song about holding your tongue I
couldn't believe how many times [?] I
became the
biggest talk of the
town, second to none The
new kid on the
block and the
fresh air in they lungs My old friends got distant, I
ain't even miss them I'm comfy at the
top, they go back to life at Dischem I
will never descend, I
spit fire no phlegm Every time I
drop they on my nuts, no M&M Pay no mind to them My old hoes like "Ooh shem, why he act so fresh? [?]" Lose at my expense, she lose more than two cents It don't make no sense, now I'm schooling all these students Can't admit it but they old news To my wave when they all snoozed Neck resemble ice cubes Never finished high school Can't admit it but they old news To my wave when they all snooze Neck resemble ice cubes Never finished high school
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