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I put in my semester hours I'm still learning about life Like a lamb to the slaughter I've been playing with knives Naive mentality unmindful of my
I found my super powers And I smoked a bit of sour, class is over in an hour Like why the semester ain't over yet? And they some young bulls tell
trying I know that I can finish through cause I'm resilient She say i'm intelligent, bitch I'm brilliance I just did my first semester, running up
You said goodbye an hour ago But you're still here Calling me names If I felt handsome I know what I would do But you're still here Countering
about to branch out Soon I'll be the king like Prince Charles child Yeah, yeah, and there ain't nobody fresher Semester to semester, ravin' with
about to branch out Soon I'll be the king like Prince Charles child Yeah, yeah, and there ain't nobody fresher Semester to semester, ravin' with
to branch out Soon I'll be the king like Prince Charles child Yeah, yeah and there ain't nobody fresher Semester to semester, ravin' with the freshers
The first semester away at college Is possibly the worst time to make friends You’ll make them But you’ll probably get it all wrong Throughout no
you know the kind Been to more this semester than all my past semesters combined And I'm tryna find a space to breathe Eying this place, wondering if I
time for the wrongest crowd Swept away in misplaced trust His former life collecting dust Well first semester's flowing past Blue hair elastics in
me feel better It didn't work now we're getting back together I wish I could hibernate like a bear Reliving last semester's nightmare 'Cause I need
Soaked in sweat, in the summer Waiting and shaking for months in the comfort of home Not so far away at all, Just down 75 but the half hour drive
lost my momentum At least I'd finally get some sleep Instead I spent the past half hour Looking for something I don't need Oh, long drawn out games
in the morning And now we're here Early signs of autumn My skin catches chills Not ready for the semester Not ready for summer to fade Not ready for
And sure don't care about tomorrow Empty bottles, to end the sorrow Wait What the fuck am I talking about though? Got high on my semester's grades Fuck this
They like the music but the final semester grade don't be feeling me No, I'm not really asking for your sympathy I'm just asking that you sit down
I'm playing We been putting in the hours (Yuh!) Bouta feel all our power (Pew pew!) Battlefield call it Broward (Bow!) Battlefield call it Broward!
Pop told stories 'bout it that would last for hours-long And as a family we was just so happy when him and mama got along on the Boblo boat Uh, on our
hours I still see your light And when you cry don't you know that I am crying with You? When people put you down, yeah way down and you feel Like you're
whenever I talk about her She came in at my darkest hour; she was my shining star My head aches whenever my mind reminds me of how broken my heart still is
a drafter She spend more hours on twitter Ride a big dipper It's a roller-coaster They doubted Young Nater We riding Nater Cat got they mouth They keep
Traumatized from witnessin' homocides Rappers I idolized are dying like all the time I'm fried, man, ya'll don't manage your time trying to balance the hours
Went to college for a semester All it taught me was that college ain't for everyone I'm not like everybody, so I left My mom still supported but she
missed the next two semesters, I felt that was on me I ain't leave school, just got back on my feet Switched up my location, learnt my lesson from
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