Lyrics:
forced to forget oppressed
Yes I use that word I'll never digress
The distress when that realisation came
Living day by day seeing it in
All that I partake
be here if it wasn't for a few
Few cans to listen to
I might have a house by the lake, a girl to kiss me
And Sunday's church, friends who miss me
I was California raised
By the docks, In the school, in the playground
Only friends by my side
Lookin' for bugs and livin' the good life
Time goes
keeping up with me is this reflection
Cause I'm just that dope
I hit the bar take a drink take a toast
I got haters I got friend I got both
Know I treat
uh yo uh yo
Aye yo, I'm old school like Rick Ruler, sick jewels to big buddah
Lift dudes wit the six shooter luger
That means bring it back, NY
people
Got kissed by the Holy Spirit
Just look at me now I'm the prince
I walk on your backs
Now your bitch is your ex
Losing old friends
They don't know
City girls just seem to find out early
How to open doors with just a smile
A rich old man and she won't have to worry
She'll dress up all in lace
downtown, with my old school crew
I went into a store, to buy a slice of pizza
And bumped into a girl, her name was Mona, what?
Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, so
downtown, with my old school crew
I went into a store, to buy a slice of pizza
And bumped into a girl, her name was Mona, what?
Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, so
like this
Some old school with some new school with a light twist
I need a new boo and new jewels for the right wrist
It's fast life till the day that I
do fronts
Mind your biz I'm just trying to live let me stunt
We was broke as fuck went to school just for lunch
Got a whole degree and still ain't
pumpin out music left and right
Just wait till you sell yourself
They don’t wanna see you win
Some old friends harass the shit out you
Everyday of your
When you want to impress
(Somebody)
And trying to catch
(Somebody)
Remember the old school
And don't forget the old rule
Haste makes waste
Started my life in an old, cold, rundown tenement slum (tenement slum)
My father left, he never even married mom
I shared the guilt my mama knew
So
Joey, there's no way you'll make it into a good college next year
Why are you even trying
Well Mr. High School Teacher, I'm not sure... I just know I
I run mine
I'm rolling around in my old school, I feel like the alumni
Fucking hoes, no strings attached
So don't ask me why they strung out
I'm
Well its hard to be cool when
Your still in high school
You got the old man jacking you around
And he tells you what to do
Gives your opinions
Carlisle
Adventures illuminated by moonlight
Afternoons after school with the old group
Typhoons always turning back to sunny weather
Gyoza sauce with
Started my life in an old, cold, rundown tenement slum (tenement slum)
My father left, he never even married mom
I shared the guilt my mama knew
So
shit they didn't like
Ridin marble white
I might just break em off, when I come dripped out right
I'm talkin shoes by Hirachi, shirts by Versace
Hoes
love is ancient artifacts
If I could only find a note to make you understand
I'd sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the hand
Just Keep it
and brought to school
By a friend of mine 'n' after class
Me and him and this other fool decide that we'll drink up what's left
Chug-a-lug, so we helped ourself
and brought to school
By a friend of mine 'n' after class
Me and him and this other fool decide that we'll drink up what's left
Chug-a-lug, so we helped ourself
and brought to school
By a friend of mine 'n' after class
Me and him and this other fool decide that we'll drink up what's left
Chug-a-lug, so we helped ourself
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