GRADUATE Lyrics

Yea, tell yo mans I'm at the deli if he wanted beef

I'm pulling back light the L but I won't Chief Keef

I'm making moves it's hard to tell who trynna be me

They lock me down you won't never come to see me

You know it's hard for me to sleep but I got dreams too

My big brother crippin' yea so yea he bleed blue

I told my dawg I'm sipping' yea I'm sippin' purple ooohh

They laughed at me cause I couldn't afford designer shoes

I graduated then I bossed up on niggas yea

They had me fucked up they told me that the boy would fail

I told my mama I'mma thug but I'm gon prevail

She said boy how you a thug and you ain't been to jail

I told my Ma because I'm smooth I be with smarter dudes

I talk my way right outta 12 so I won't make the news

I rather lose all my money than lose all my music

I love the drug that's in my life so why do I abuse it

Told the bitch I ain't need the bitch had to leave the bitch

Thunder-clip I'mma let it rip and then retrieve the bitch

Ghost-mode ain't nobody seeing me I told you

Porno, what I call my glock when it expose you

Speaking everything into existence

No I'm not a genie bitch but I can grant your wishes

Let a cracker come for mine know I'm swinging for the fences

Carry all the weight pressing issues like the benches, so I

Had to pop back on the scene they said I'm falling off, and I'm

Poppin' bitches on the scene ain't poppin' adderall

No longer coming off the bench when I'm finna ball

Fuck around and lose your life if I make the call

Celibate, showed this money to her she a lit bitch

Told her ex, GET MAD-DEN I got the hit stick

Misfit, but I turned out good I know they hate this

BussDown, catch a big bullet trynna take this