Lyrics:
drop in down for a second...
Listen up class is in session...
Most of these niggas would love to be part of success but omit the whole journey
That "do
eye mold nerd geek, with a cold heart
Probably still be speaking in rhymes
As an old fart
Study how to eat to die, by the pizza guy
No he's not too fly
clue when it comes to the basics
I've been on many dates, I'm the one that got away for eight chicks
But the main thing is they're turned off by my
person is perfect so who the hell are you to judge me
M C hammer you can't touch me
The game not over but I'm up by 3
You prolly be better off going
we all dying for love but living in fear doc
Appear not
As it may seem
This happy surface got you fooled thinking it may be
112 in my life, now thats
I got too many drugs in my system
You not a friendly don't make me pissed off
I'm off the henny I will not listen
Gotta get to a penny at their
the flesh, put me to the test
You gon' learn your lesson
So don't be late 'cause the class is in session, not your professor
I didn't come to lecture, I'm just
Competition, so they say, these niggaz is gay
(Outlaw - Outlaw)
Blast me? It could never happen
At least not while I'm walkin and rappin
Heard of some niggaz
I really thought that this was for life
Growing old with you by my side
Fuck talking stage
I’m quiet I don’t talk in pain
U hit my dm
was dealt like poker
Can't see eye to eye cause I told her
Now I'm ridin' by big boy Rover
What's that in my cup?
Is it love or lust?
Migos is a must,
love
Do you like what you feel
Move together one by one
Bite what you feel baby
My love is enough
Don't need to fool you baby
I'm not hidden
Move
Class in session
I'm School you like Pepperdine
Who told you to touch the mic
Leggo my eggo
Pen all these bars
And make my pockets Prego
Show you how
ain't just for the show I hope you feeling the flow
No this life is not a game still I'm changing the score
J.Rich bleed rap, Jesus in my lyrics because
me be
I said
Please let me be me
And if not then let me be
Please let me be me
And if not then let me be
So now I’m back in my hometown
Same place
I'm
In the field
I be staying
The same
In the garden
I won't ever
Get played
By a
Snake
Demeanor
Won't change
Not even
For fame
Hop out
The session
All
belter
And I fucking love the acoustic
So fuck off with the drilly shite
And put that blade down kid, if you're not gonna use it
Top tier shit,
a turn
I don't wanna know a pretty woman wanna flirt
Learned you can judge a nigga by the women that he curves
I love this game, I ain't lost focus
I'm
the other said to block her out
I'm moving on my purpose
Cus the headache of you's not worth it
See my mind got the lesson just my body needs adapting
After
helped you in all sorts of ways
Didn’t even see you yet to give you my first impression
Didn’t even see you like we had no session
That’s cool
Didn’t wanna
flew in and slipped in on your left side
Just a satin gown, you asleep with no make-up
I'm just tryna be inside you 'fore you wake up
Just me
the session with my folks, You know they got the Dolo
Hit the gateway tracks, like some fiends in a forward Volvo
Bought a Bolo
Seen Kelly, mashed
dressing
Im the teacher class in session
Bitch dont test me learn ya lesson
Without sneezing I'm a blessing
Moving weight so i been flexing
Toting automatic
and a page so zen in my ways
Till my den is a cage and im bent in a rage
Use the rest of my day start to fend of the waves
Stay puttin on my headphones
and shit
She had locks on the session
Tellin' me how her last man taught her ass a lesson (damn)
Well, not the mayor, I take care of my dimes
But I
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