No Quits
Now I cant leave
Ima young Og
Cant quit on you
Cant quite on me
Till this the gas on E
They dont know ive been through
They just kicked me out of school
They cant hold young cholo down
Fuck my teachers, fuck the rules
Way to drippy, wayy to cool
Cant fuck wit me, no,no,no
This my life
Ima live it right,
Fuck a Professor, I know that my future bright
Like aint no stressin,
Ive working day and night
I got my future in my hands
Getting money been the plan
Just a freshman in the game
Had to wrap it in serane,
Dont look back
Cause you might trip my brother
No you cant slip my brother
Take care of yourself
And take care your mother
Motivated
Yea I got this dream
Cholo baby Ima chase it
I hope ima make it
I know ima make it
Only got one shot n these goofys
Tryna take it away
Yea im way to flyy
Ima pass em by
They copy my wave
Ima one of a kind
I truly believe
I was born to shine
Now just look at me
My bitch looking fine
Yeah we supa fine
No cap we supa fly
No no, dont touch my bitch
Then we have to fight
Just kidding you could have my nigga
I have like 49
No face no case hit it from behind
Now I cant leave
Ima young Og
Cant quit on you
Cant quite on me
Till this the gas on E
They dont know ive been through
They just kicked me out of school
They cant hold young cholo down
Fuck my teachers, fuck the rules
Way to drippy, wayy to cool
Cant fuck wit me, no,no,no
This my life
Ima live it right,
Fuck a Professor, I know that my future bright
Like aint no stressin,
Ive working day and night
Ima young Og
Cant quit on you
Cant quite on me
Till this the gas on E
They dont know ive been through
They just kicked me out of school
They cant hold young cholo down
Fuck my teachers, fuck the rules
Way to drippy, wayy to cool
Cant fuck wit me, no,no,no
This my life
Ima live it right,
Fuck a Professor, I know that my future bright
Like aint no stressin,
Ive working day and night
I got my future in my hands
Getting money been the plan
Just a freshman in the game
Had to wrap it in serane,
Dont look back
Cause you might trip my brother
No you cant slip my brother
Take care of yourself
And take care your mother
Motivated
Yea I got this dream
Cholo baby Ima chase it
I hope ima make it
I know ima make it
Only got one shot n these goofys
Tryna take it away
Yea im way to flyy
Ima pass em by
They copy my wave
Ima one of a kind
I truly believe
I was born to shine
Now just look at me
My bitch looking fine
Yeah we supa fine
No cap we supa fly
No no, dont touch my bitch
Then we have to fight
Just kidding you could have my nigga
I have like 49
No face no case hit it from behind
Now I cant leave
Ima young Og
Cant quit on you
Cant quite on me
Till this the gas on E
They dont know ive been through
They just kicked me out of school
They cant hold young cholo down
Fuck my teachers, fuck the rules
Way to drippy, wayy to cool
Cant fuck wit me, no,no,no
This my life
Ima live it right,
Fuck a Professor, I know that my future bright
Like aint no stressin,
Ive working day and night
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Larosa
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