High School
Kwesta, 808x, The Big Hash
(Mans shut down when he heard my tings)
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, graduated from blunt burning on corridors
Now I'm workin' 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 chasin' just ain't my kinda wealth
Ace of spading with all the cards I'm dealt
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 a couple carrats son
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
Its point and plain, 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 hurtin' 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 bank hey, 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 the city erupt
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? I showed up with no wootang
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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