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I ain't got a second left No more space up in my head Always showing up late Whatever I went to class They labeled me a clown So they left me out Whatever I ain't got a second left No more space up in my head Always showing up late Whatever I went to class They labeled me a clown So they left me out Whatever Always known to be The kid looking for attention I Used to spend my days Locked up in detention Now Im sneaking out of class My head is in the clouds Im rolling all the backwoods And I'm smoking all the grass I was only sixteen hiding Weed in my school bag Failed every test don't even Care if I do pass Your boyfriend shows up To the party in the durag And you dare call me The motherfucking douchebag Whatever Figure its an error Too clever Always hiding up under the weather When I'm walking on the sun I'm swimming in the rain Everyone hates me Everybody throws shade And I don't even care What everybody says They hate that I rap I see it in their face Whether a smile or a frown Feeling like a fucking clown, guess Everybody sucks in this Motherfucking town I ain't got a second left No more space up in my head Always showing up late Whatever I went to class They labeled me a clown So they left me out Whatever I ain't got a second left No more space up in my head Always showing up late Whatever I went to class They labeled me a clown So they left me out Whatever Spark up into a room Im the highest in the function The kid who's never sober Just going with the motion Spike up the potion With a blend of spices and herbs Secret combo for the switch I fuck you up with ness I guess That I never really learn Another problem kid Just defined by his mistakes But I couldn't care less About what they say Middle finger up To those who throw shade So Are you gonna be bitch Wake up and get up And follow your dreams There's a lot of paper to collect There's a lot of green Spent a whole week In the clouds smoking trees Your squad dressed up Like its 2013 Rocking in some sweats And a tee from supreme Couldn't be me Im top de la Kream Looking fresher than a Motherfucking krispy kream I ain't got a second left No more space up in my head Always showing up late Whatever I went to class They labeled me a clown So they left me out Whatever I ain't got a second left No more space up in my head Always showing up late Whatever I went to class They labeled me a clown So they left me out Whatever
Writer(s): Carlos Mateo Volkart Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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