Ain't no way imma come in last
Cuz I just run, way too fast
Empty ass, tank of gas
College days, hated class
I hated math, my day's a drag
I'm making crafts, I'm doing shit
Spent my days with the cooler kids
Spent my days on that stupid shit
Spent my days doing stupid shit
At least I had a group of friends to do it with
All my life we been moving shit
All my life we been doing this
Hard times, we been through the shit
Don't believe me nigga? imma prove it bitch!
I we running ' round on that goofy shit, niggas gone have to get used to it
Won't turn it down 'til I earn the crown
Wave dripping make a nigga drown
Stay pitching from a different mound
Spend everyday make my niggas proud
Nigga f*ck the world we gone burn it down
Sideline niggas need to sit it down
Race dreams, imma live it out
'Til I'm lying, Dying, and I'm in the ground
We gone do some things out the usual
I don't do the same things other dudes do
I got way more things than you used to
I connect with the brain like it's bluetooth
Of top like a toupee rain pouring it's a blue day
Now the sun shining, it's a new day
Show 'em how to ball like its 2k
In this room it's me, myself, and I
Car crash got left to die
Car crash, think I left an eye
But I'd never let niggas get the best of mine no
Never let niggas get the best of mine no
Ninety degrees in southern California
Wearing mustard yellow socks, and old skools
It's the end of summer so now, I'm in school
I want it to be fall and winter
It gets cold, but it's never bitter
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Ain't no way imma come in last
Cuz I just run, way too fast
Empty ass, tank of gas
College days, hated class
I hated math, my day's a drag
I'm making crafts, I'm doing shit
Spent my days with the cooler kids
Spent my days on that stupid shit
Spent my days doing stupid shit
At least I had a group of friends to do it with
All my life we been moving shit
All my life we been doing this
Hard times, we been through the shit
Don't believe me nigga? imma prove it bitch!
I we running ' round on that goofy shit, niggas gone have to get used to it
Won't turn it down 'til I earn the crown
Wave dripping make a nigga drown
Stay pitching from a different mound
Spend everyday make my niggas proud
Nigga f*ck the world we gone burn it down
Sideline niggas need to sit it down
Race dreams, imma live it out
'Til I'm lying, Dying, and I'm in the ground
We gone do some things out the usual
I don't do the same things other dudes do
I got way more things than you used to
I connect with the brain like it's bluetooth
Of top like a toupee rain pouring it's a blue day
Now the sun shining, it's a new day
Show 'em how to ball like its 2k
In this room it's me, myself, and I
Car crash got left to die
Car crash, think I left an eye
But I'd never let niggas get the best of mine no
Never let niggas get the best of mine no
Ninety degrees in southern California
Wearing mustard yellow socks, and old skools
It's the end of summer so now, I'm in school
I want it to be fall and winter
It gets cold, but it's never bitter
Cuz I just run, way too fast
Empty ass, tank of gas
College days, hated class
I hated math, my day's a drag
I'm making crafts, I'm doing shit
Spent my days with the cooler kids
Spent my days on that stupid shit
Spent my days doing stupid shit
At least I had a group of friends to do it with
All my life we been moving shit
All my life we been doing this
Hard times, we been through the shit
Don't believe me nigga? imma prove it bitch!
I we running ' round on that goofy shit, niggas gone have to get used to it
Won't turn it down 'til I earn the crown
Wave dripping make a nigga drown
Stay pitching from a different mound
Spend everyday make my niggas proud
Nigga f*ck the world we gone burn it down
Sideline niggas need to sit it down
Race dreams, imma live it out
'Til I'm lying, Dying, and I'm in the ground
We gone do some things out the usual
I don't do the same things other dudes do
I got way more things than you used to
I connect with the brain like it's bluetooth
Of top like a toupee rain pouring it's a blue day
Now the sun shining, it's a new day
Show 'em how to ball like its 2k
In this room it's me, myself, and I
Car crash got left to die
Car crash, think I left an eye
But I'd never let niggas get the best of mine no
Never let niggas get the best of mine no
Ninety degrees in southern California
Wearing mustard yellow socks, and old skools
It's the end of summer so now, I'm in school
I want it to be fall and winter
It gets cold, but it's never bitter
Writer: Nyles Henry - Jenkins
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