Harvard Students (feat. Mel Doro)

Off the market we go get that s regardless
I was starving on the block
And learned that work like it was Harvard
Know my body its a problem
I don't even do no talking got a check
And spent that b till I was nauseous

Ns snitching in my city all the time
We had holes in our pockets you the one that's dropping dimes
Young capo, free bobby free all of the 9s
We had to use a 9 and make s free99
I'm Really the goat I'm iller then most
Keep my bes long range keep my enemies close
Bout to cop a new chain on ya p ns
Water on my s looking like a n trying to float

Tell em relax we just getting started
Fire bird in my ashton we sittin she watching martin
Designer now we flashy I get it go retarted
Only ducking from the 12 they turning us into targets
I'm fing wit em if he sticking to the code
Bilingual in blood all dem foreigns ns drove
I was smart enough to know
That you be better suited with ya progress
If ns mainly keep s on the low
Make a call to drop the load my ppl is really heartless
With da smoke, only thing they dodging is chargers
I was poppin regardless
And they say when you led by that paper
A n get defined as an artist

Off the market we go get that s regardless
I was starving on the block
And learned that work like it was Harvard
Know my body it's a problem
I don't even do no talking got a check
And spent that b till I was nauseous

Off the market imma get that s regardless
Know them dogs really starving, stomach touching now they barking
Ns trapping by the laundry, want a feature then I'm charging
Giving ns thanks without the turkey carving on the harvest
He dead or alive, ahead of my time
Won't rest, work like a slave the bags on my eyes
No love, walk on these streets ya credit declined
Was a hot girl now my d touching her spine
Don't wanna survive cause people living
If Jay really worth a billy then I want a trillion
Cause when you get it out the mud, s a different feeling
I'm working on my foundation I can leave my children
For this rap s, I write without my hands now
And you was talking all that s how he ya man now?
And how you really getting to it wit ya hand out?
Ns will slice you for the pie when s don't pan out
Yeah, that's a bar again, who rewinding that?
My dreams is my reality
I got insomniac
I'm jagged without the edge screaming where the party at?
Me and Capo we the new era f ya starter cap



Credits
Writer(s): Eric Philippeau
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