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you inside out
Bon Appétit to a crock pop
You get saved by a blessing
Missed a shot from smith and wesson's
Why you pulling trigger pressing
Trigger

would come to the school and hear
All the songs that I leaned and they could not believe it because they
Never knew I even played piano

So it was like I

old school like a starter hat
Depend on every topic by the song
Is Where my heart be at
I Told em once befo
It don't apply Then let it go
Smoking

didn't know better
Had a Big heart  had to learn to be selfish
Old school chop singing  like it's Elvis
Save by the bell  thanks for the Helping
Yeezy

been watching my feet my next move gotta be my best move
I left my old bitch and then I told my next one if she don’t act right she get left too
I don’t

lot if I sound pressed

Can't help it been quiet for too long
Went mad when life played the same song
Trust me I thought was I in the wrong
Then mum

round
I’m just cruising on a sunny day
Got my homies by my side and we rolling up a j (Roll it up)
Just tryna see the sights and the bitches that lay

Jesus
Painted houses on the side
Best school bus driver 
To teach about the light
That old bleached building
By the meadow
Where I learned to fear god

Haters gonna hate, alligators gonna alligate
And here I am tryna make you proud
When all I want is to elevate
You say go to a school, which I never

school of hard knocks times the smacks by the scolds
A nigga was mummified and came back with the scrolls
Late nights taking strolls down memory lane
Deep

needs 
I really don't know what to say
Imma meditate
Droppin double deuces on these haters when I defocate
Old school flow switchin up like a record tape

at me now I'm smoking cigarettes and I'm the one 
Killing time talking bout her lost affections
I'm in school and she's on the fence 
She made a promise

the same old song and Dancin
She let me treat her like a canvas just because I'm handsome
I'm clutching something fine like I'm tryna procure the ransom

Maybe im old school
Pterodactyl
Wont be led
By the stressful
I DONT LET THEM CONTROL MY JOY
But de facto
I get trapped doe
Make all the nums
And the stat

From the wind and source of time, it's been everything rosegold
And the scientists are still tryna decipher old foes
Life's a movie, no camera, but I'm

Dairy Queen, city lights
Side by side, gazin' through the night
Summer Breeze, just us alone
Holdin' hands, and our waffle cones
I'll be there,

ain't dope
I wanna be looked up to
By the young and the old too
I wanna sell out in O2
When you down, I hope my song the shit that you go to
I wanna be

back
Yo lifestyle is Gon change
You notice in this song
How I’m giving you this game
Talking like a Og
Cus i really seen some thangs
24 years old
And i

bitches on me and you know I got them sippin ugh
The club swinging back and fourth back and fourth
Like an old school 64 64
My Niggas might take off witcha

in every taste
Initialized W.K.
Refillable lines and usable 'til the end of time
Old school style, I'm feelin' like a whole new Kyle
Steel mind trap

Yeah
Here I go again
Tryna make a name for myself
Where do I start

I remember back in High School
The sight of me
Cause peoples eyes to burn like

that deserves to be brought in place
Inferno embrace I'm still burdened by burning flames
A curse to be versed in chains of these verbal and wordal pains

Well he's just eighteen fresh out of school
There's no way he's sitting five more years a fool
He packs it in and heads out to Beijing
Living with

a fresh idea, i'm legit, what it do, wiggle for me hips, cause the real don't quit

bounce with the old school, ain't nobody playing, get up out the corner,