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KnowMads - Freshman Year - Knew School (2016)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
KnowMads
KnowMads
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thomas Sullivan Pepe
Thomas Sullivan Pepe
Songwriter
Thomas Scott Wilson
Thomas Scott Wilson
Songwriter
Peter Lee Johnson
Peter Lee Johnson
Songwriter

Lyrics

WILSON Yeah I remember making seniors jaws drop when I'd spit Cruising on a Friday night though none of us could drive whips Pep would come and get me so you know who I'ma ride with When money was my one and only, music was my side chick From riches back to rags it's nothing to a G Cause we started this from scratch turning nothing to a G Took some bars and that rack slowly built this company As every word in every verse made the man I've come to be Y'all know me as well as I do, we all struggle to compete I went everyday to high school just to hustle up the street Blow an eighth then hit up J, if he done touching up the beat I knock that 808 with Tracy til it rumbling his jeep I thought it was genius til I heard those trumpets come from Pete Like the comfort of them keys when first bumping CupaTea I'm just glad that we back like my number's 23 Put in work, rolling up another sleeve like Buddy Lee Feeling fresh yeah you know we looking past them fears That look she give me got me feeling like it's freshman year Smoking chilling with the crew, we knocking back a few beers We cracking jokes and getting faded like it's freshman year Reminiscing on these tracks from the past ten years Me and my homie spitting raps like it's freshman year Got the stadium packed, they got they hands in the air We steal the show and hit the party like it's freshman year PEPE I put my heart in music, I put my trust in friends My homie copped a Benz, I never rode the bus again We waited hours in the rain they wouldn't let us in Now we setting trends, got me feeling fresh again I got a lot of haters, I still be blessing them When you face your fears, that's when your success begins Ain't concerned with money, that's just the stress of men Since you cheated me, you'll never get that test again Shame you needed me and now you saying let's be friends Said I'm good with where I'm at and happy ever since I stopped hoping for something that you could never give On the path to change the globe, I rap it how I live I wrap my presence in these words, that's my only gift Underneath the tree, lit up like we smoking spliffs They tried to pick me a part and so I changed the script Even though you played us small I knew we'd make it big Feeling fresh yeah you know we looking past them fears That look she give me got me feeling like it's freshman year Smoking chilling with the crew, we knocking back a few beers We cracking jokes and getting faded like it's freshman year Reminiscing on these tracks from the past ten years Me and my homie spitting raps like it's freshman year Got the stadium packed, they got they hands in the air We steal the show and hit the party like it's freshman year WILSON Cause I guess as a kid you never wonder what could happen Just cause your number one at rapping as an underclassmen On the track, clean as the Nikes I'm running laps in The things I do got my lil nephews and cousins bragging Y'all could probably see it too, if you would just imagine My city's on the rise, why, cause we bout that action South of Jackson for my homies knowing what I mean And though I'm leaving, on my way I'll paint it so serene PEPE So I broke up with the social scene, focused on a doper dream Pills and weed and coke and lean, had me losing dopamine Reminisce on high school, we used to rock the gold and green Like the SuperSonics right before they sold the team Rolling green, smoking chronic, highway spot was so convenient And somewhere deep in my memory I hold that feeling An adolescent with ambition who can't listen I had this vision, I'm living, this is my admission Feeling fresh yeah you know we looking past them fears That look she give me got me feeling like it's freshman year Smoking chilling with the crew, we knocking back a few beers We cracking jokes and getting faded like it's freshman year Reminiscing on these tracks from the past ten years Me and my homie spitting raps like it's freshman year Got the stadium packed, they got they hands in the air We steal the show and hit the party like it's freshman year Hey Wilson, remember that one time when You and JO took my moms car and JO said He was going to get the blunt wrap from the store He be right back, next thing I was trying to call you And you guys are at the police station When I came to get the car it had the caution tape all taped around it And I spent 3 hours scrubbing it off, ahhh man Remember when JO
Writer(s): Peter Lee Johnson, Thomas Sullivan Pepe, Thomas Scott Wilson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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