Yeah I took some losses, now i'm up, i'm like oh well aye
Went from havin' shit, now i'm so guaped up I need help aye
How I trust you niggas, I can't even trust myself aye
Keep a foreign lick, she came straight from ESOL aye
Smoke alotta kush, without it, don't feel like myself aye
Keep alotta guap n yeah I count it by myself aye
If you try my family, ima send you straight to hell aye
Coulda been a killa or I coulda went to Yale aye
Keep it a band yeah
I cannot lie to myself
Kush in my hand yeah
Just so I feel like myself
These niggas talk a lot
I like to show n I tell
You smokin' boof a lot
Runnin' from hell
Kush in the mail
Rollin that shit by the bale
Ain't need no scales
You niggas saved by the bell aye
I coulda made it in Yale aye
Really ain't shit you can tell me
I don't regret not a damn thang
I just thumb, thumb, thumb
Thru' them racks, thru' them racks
I just thumb, thumb, thumb
Let it go, make it back
I can't fall off, i'm too high for that
I live in pain, I ain't proud of that
I lost a lot, I won't get it back
Only time i'm happy, countin' them racks
Yeah I took some losses, now i'm up, i'm like oh well aye
Went from havin' shit, now i'm so guaped up I need help aye
How I trust you niggas, I can't even trust myself aye
Keep a foreign lick, she came straight from ESOL aye
Smoke alotta kush, without it, don't feel like myself aye
Keep alotta guap n yeah I count it by myself aye
If you try my family, ima send you straight to hell aye
Coulda been a killa or I coulda went to Yale aye
Vibe God - Yale Lyrics
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Yeah I took some losses, now i'm up, i'm like oh well aye
Went from havin' shit, now i'm so guaped up I need help aye
How I trust you niggas, I can't even trust myself aye
Keep a foreign lick, she came straight from ESOL aye
Smoke alotta kush, without it, don't feel like myself aye
Keep alotta guap n yeah I count it by myself aye
If you try my family, ima send you straight to hell aye
Coulda been a killa or I coulda went to Yale aye
Keep it a band yeah
I cannot lie to myself
Kush in my hand yeah
Just so I feel like myself
These niggas talk a lot
I like to show n I tell
You smokin' boof a lot
Runnin' from hell
Kush in the mail
Rollin that shit by the bale
Ain't need no scales
You niggas saved by the bell aye
I coulda made it in Yale aye
Really ain't shit you can tell me
I don't regret not a damn thang
I just thumb, thumb, thumb
Thru' them racks, thru' them racks
I just thumb, thumb, thumb
Let it go, make it back
I can't fall off, i'm too high for that
I live in pain, I ain't proud of that
I lost a lot, I won't get it back
Only time i'm happy, countin' them racks
Yeah I took some losses, now i'm up, i'm like oh well aye
Went from havin' shit, now i'm so guaped up I need help aye
How I trust you niggas, I can't even trust myself aye
Keep a foreign lick, she came straight from ESOL aye
Smoke alotta kush, without it, don't feel like myself aye
Keep alotta guap n yeah I count it by myself aye
If you try my family, ima send you straight to hell aye
Coulda been a killa or I coulda went to Yale aye
Went from havin' shit, now i'm so guaped up I need help aye
How I trust you niggas, I can't even trust myself aye
Keep a foreign lick, she came straight from ESOL aye
Smoke alotta kush, without it, don't feel like myself aye
Keep alotta guap n yeah I count it by myself aye
If you try my family, ima send you straight to hell aye
Coulda been a killa or I coulda went to Yale aye
Keep it a band yeah
I cannot lie to myself
Kush in my hand yeah
Just so I feel like myself
These niggas talk a lot
I like to show n I tell
You smokin' boof a lot
Runnin' from hell
Kush in the mail
Rollin that shit by the bale
Ain't need no scales
You niggas saved by the bell aye
I coulda made it in Yale aye
Really ain't shit you can tell me
I don't regret not a damn thang
I just thumb, thumb, thumb
Thru' them racks, thru' them racks
I just thumb, thumb, thumb
Let it go, make it back
I can't fall off, i'm too high for that
I live in pain, I ain't proud of that
I lost a lot, I won't get it back
Only time i'm happy, countin' them racks
Yeah I took some losses, now i'm up, i'm like oh well aye
Went from havin' shit, now i'm so guaped up I need help aye
How I trust you niggas, I can't even trust myself aye
Keep a foreign lick, she came straight from ESOL aye
Smoke alotta kush, without it, don't feel like myself aye
Keep alotta guap n yeah I count it by myself aye
If you try my family, ima send you straight to hell aye
Coulda been a killa or I coulda went to Yale aye
Writer: Lamar Bridges
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