High School

Girl, I don't think that this is like you

I don't think this is like you

Girl, I don't think that this is like you

I don't think this is like you

I don't miss high school, but I miss you I don't miss high school, but I miss you

I smoke a little weed for my medication I smoke a little weed, that's for my meditation

I'm barely faded, I'm barely faded I smoked six blunts today, and I'm barely faded

Stumblin' through the house, yeah, I barely made it

Stumblin' through the house, yeah, I barely made it

I barely made it, I barely made it I thank God for you, baby

I thank God for my lady I thank God, cause I'm crazy

That's what they say

They say I'm crazy, but heaven save They look me in my face

They tell me that I'm wrong anyways They always try to throw rocks, throw shade

They always try to put a n***a in his place But they must've forgot that this n***a is

an ace of spades And I got all the tricks in my books

And I got all these bars, and I got all these looks

Leave these n****s fuckin' shook Leave them in the fuckin' crib

Just to show these n****s Just to show these n****s

How I fuckin' live How I made this out to clear

How I'm switchin' up right now You can't even see my eyelids

You can't even see the way that I live I live, but I live it up

Yeah, I live it up You gotta believe me

You gotta believe it You gotta achieve it

When I seen it, I knew I had to get it Now I got it

Fightin' demons We still fightin' demons

We both fightin' demons But she's an angel, I'm an angel too

She gon' fall in love with him I'ma fall in love with you

You gon' fall in love with them Then we'll do it all again

Then we'll do it all again Yeah, we takin' shots

And we makin' spin the block Yeah, we make it by six o'clock

I ain't worried about that dot I ain't worried about a dot

I said, fuck a dot I'll be there by six o'clock

On the dot Yeah, I'm about to make that pussy pop

Make that pussy pop I stay on top

Light it green on the camera top Thinkin' that you got it

But you fuckin' flop Thinkin' that you got it

But you don't But you don't

I'm wavy like a boat We go coast to coast

I got more on the way I got more on the way

Any hoes want my wings And I cannot be tamed

And I cannot be trained No, these hoes cannot be trained

No, these hoes cannot be tamed I am not tryna tame these hoes

I just want the game I'm just givin' out free games

To these fuckin' lames Who is you to try to play

Who is you to try to play? I may run plays

Like I'm Bobby Portis Wait, wait, no, I'm makin' more plays

Than your mama at the Newport Yeah, I'm smokin' yo' ass

Just like the Newport Shout out to my brothers up in New York

Shout out to my cousins down there in the country

Shout out to my **** in the city makin' money

Shout out to all my **** through Huxley