Book Bag
Never knew I'd be the one they wanna look at
Pass out make a track and never look back
Niggas was hating on me looking in my book bag
It's so crazy I grew up and gotta good bag
Still they watching on me but I never took back
They pride left it at the school and look back
At the time that they wasting wit that crook act
I been racing I can never put my foot back
Got my style kinda wild but I love to rap
As child had my problems but I fuck wit that
Only good inside yourself just seem so fucking weird
Maybe that's cuz I've been living in this atmosphere
Lately I people filled with all these fucking tears
So green they fiend never persevere
Be free you'll bleed don't you ever fear
Be free you'll bleed don't you ever fear
Shit been only getting harder
But you gotta work on keeping shit in order
Gotta work on my responses getting older
Know they say I'm young but I could move a fucking Boulder
Wait you gotta problem I got solvers
Don't even need to send a mother fucking dollar
Smoke my pain like a mother fucking Rasta
But I be on point I promise I feel like a scholar
Been cooking shit just like a chef
Donchu go compare me to the rest
Hit a foul good thing I don't see a ref
Cuz I could see that motherfucker trynna give a tech
He trynna slow the fucking the best
Prolly cuz I'm moving like it's chess
Spit the flow and ion even need impress
But best believe I got these other rappers feeling stressed
My shit been only getting harder
I bet you thought that I ain't have this in order
But I been lucky cuz I've been getting older
I keep on moving boulders
I'm only getting stronger
All these songs I'm like a beast up in this cage
Wonder why the label always trynna tame
All this shit that keeps on going in my brain
I'm feeling so insane
I don't care for all the fame
They tell you like it for anxiety
Is you gone listen to society
Got these demons they be hiding right inside of me
Only way they coming out is if you come and lie to me
Never knew I'd be the one they wanna look at
Pass out make a track and never look back
Niggas was hating on me looking in my book bag
It's so crazy I grew up and gotta good bag
They still watching on me but they never took back
They pride left it at the school and look back
At the time that they wasting wit the crook act
Pass out make a track and never look back
Niggas was hating on me looking in my book bag
It's so crazy I grew up and gotta good bag
Still they watching on me but I never took back
They pride left it at the school and look back
At the time that they wasting wit that crook act
I been racing I can never put my foot back
Got my style kinda wild but I love to rap
As child had my problems but I fuck wit that
Only good inside yourself just seem so fucking weird
Maybe that's cuz I've been living in this atmosphere
Lately I people filled with all these fucking tears
So green they fiend never persevere
Be free you'll bleed don't you ever fear
Be free you'll bleed don't you ever fear
Shit been only getting harder
But you gotta work on keeping shit in order
Gotta work on my responses getting older
Know they say I'm young but I could move a fucking Boulder
Wait you gotta problem I got solvers
Don't even need to send a mother fucking dollar
Smoke my pain like a mother fucking Rasta
But I be on point I promise I feel like a scholar
Been cooking shit just like a chef
Donchu go compare me to the rest
Hit a foul good thing I don't see a ref
Cuz I could see that motherfucker trynna give a tech
He trynna slow the fucking the best
Prolly cuz I'm moving like it's chess
Spit the flow and ion even need impress
But best believe I got these other rappers feeling stressed
My shit been only getting harder
I bet you thought that I ain't have this in order
But I been lucky cuz I've been getting older
I keep on moving boulders
I'm only getting stronger
All these songs I'm like a beast up in this cage
Wonder why the label always trynna tame
All this shit that keeps on going in my brain
I'm feeling so insane
I don't care for all the fame
They tell you like it for anxiety
Is you gone listen to society
Got these demons they be hiding right inside of me
Only way they coming out is if you come and lie to me
Never knew I'd be the one they wanna look at
Pass out make a track and never look back
Niggas was hating on me looking in my book bag
It's so crazy I grew up and gotta good bag
They still watching on me but they never took back
They pride left it at the school and look back
At the time that they wasting wit the crook act
Credits
Writer(s): William Oshodin
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