Higher Learning
Aye I thank the lord for all my blessings
My enemies my competition
But fuck em all, uh I ain't even sweating
Yo girl pregnant, fucking with a crip gone have a c-section
Nah I'm playing I use protection
Why you acting all aggressive
Knowing I'll pull up on you a draw dine like old western, movies
I'm just moving grooving through the parking lot
In that big body, can't even tell if I'm parked or not
And my trunk got the Holy Ghost
Yea I do the most
Ain't tryna preach just give my people hope
And my congregation Dope as fuck still I gotta watch for snakes
And I got nothing but blue hundreds stashed in my collection plate
Like the book of psalms I love music with a passion
Uh and I'm still eating when I'm fasting
No angel dust but I'll turn you into ashes
Pay yo tithes when you in the city four hours away from Dallas nigga
If you scared go to church, I gotta in first
Swanging dine yo block I put you in the dirt
In the studio I'm just putting in this work
Thy shall not kill but I kill every verse
Hallelujah, yea I'm screwed up
Pull up to the scene clued up
Hallelujah, yea I'm screwed up
Higher learning I'm your tutor
Yea they tried to crucify me
But I still made it across with a yellow thang beside me
She look just like Kehlani
And you know I'm thinking mannish
She'll be mines by dinner time
And yea we skip the sabbath, shit I can hit her anytime
And I don't give her bread and wine just a bottle of D'usse
I be on her mind like bible study on a Tuesday
Now can I get an amen
Rolex on my pray hand
And fuck whoever judging me cuz I know only God can
I promise I'm feeling spiritual
I got these niggas nervous like an interview
Higher learning uh, I do this for the principal
And those who doubted Skrap jump back up off my genitals, nigga
I promise man I gotta win
I don't do this shit for no friends
I'm in a Benz, uh with two yellow twins
Finna give me skin, lord please forgive me for my sins
If you scared go to church, I gotta in first
Swanging dine yo block I put you in the dirt
In the studio I'm just putting in this work
Thy shall not kill but I kill every verse
Hallelujah, yea I'm screwed up
Pull up to the scene clued up
Hallelujah, yea I'm screwed up
Higher learning I'm your tutor
My enemies my competition
But fuck em all, uh I ain't even sweating
Yo girl pregnant, fucking with a crip gone have a c-section
Nah I'm playing I use protection
Why you acting all aggressive
Knowing I'll pull up on you a draw dine like old western, movies
I'm just moving grooving through the parking lot
In that big body, can't even tell if I'm parked or not
And my trunk got the Holy Ghost
Yea I do the most
Ain't tryna preach just give my people hope
And my congregation Dope as fuck still I gotta watch for snakes
And I got nothing but blue hundreds stashed in my collection plate
Like the book of psalms I love music with a passion
Uh and I'm still eating when I'm fasting
No angel dust but I'll turn you into ashes
Pay yo tithes when you in the city four hours away from Dallas nigga
If you scared go to church, I gotta in first
Swanging dine yo block I put you in the dirt
In the studio I'm just putting in this work
Thy shall not kill but I kill every verse
Hallelujah, yea I'm screwed up
Pull up to the scene clued up
Hallelujah, yea I'm screwed up
Higher learning I'm your tutor
Yea they tried to crucify me
But I still made it across with a yellow thang beside me
She look just like Kehlani
And you know I'm thinking mannish
She'll be mines by dinner time
And yea we skip the sabbath, shit I can hit her anytime
And I don't give her bread and wine just a bottle of D'usse
I be on her mind like bible study on a Tuesday
Now can I get an amen
Rolex on my pray hand
And fuck whoever judging me cuz I know only God can
I promise I'm feeling spiritual
I got these niggas nervous like an interview
Higher learning uh, I do this for the principal
And those who doubted Skrap jump back up off my genitals, nigga
I promise man I gotta win
I don't do this shit for no friends
I'm in a Benz, uh with two yellow twins
Finna give me skin, lord please forgive me for my sins
If you scared go to church, I gotta in first
Swanging dine yo block I put you in the dirt
In the studio I'm just putting in this work
Thy shall not kill but I kill every verse
Hallelujah, yea I'm screwed up
Pull up to the scene clued up
Hallelujah, yea I'm screwed up
Higher learning I'm your tutor
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Writer(s): Erik Landry Jr
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