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School of hard knocks

I'm a scholar

Pop a perk ten

Fell in love with downers

The devil want my soul

Hear the voices getting louder

Ok what about it

Nigga said he running up a bag

But I doubt it

Ching Ching

I've been running Up

A money mountain

Ring Ring

Broke her heart

She tryna talk about it

Left her all alone

Now she tryna call me selfish

Baby girl if you ain't talking

About a dollar it don't

Make sense (Cents)

Drugs they're mixing again

High tolerance, perc 10s

Bitch I'm Heaven sent

Can't find nobody better than me

Rookie balling like a veteran

Ja Morant Bitch ima Grizzly

Now they see me blowing up

Now I know why they hate me

If I wasn't me I would hate me

Shit is too easy

I ain't tryna go mainstream

Triple four four four no Jay-Z

Welcome to Shyst world

Girl you can't play me

School of hard knocks

I'm a scholar

Pop a perk ten

Fell in love with downers

The devil want my soul

Hear the voices getting louder

Ok what about it

Nigga said he running up a bag

But I doubt it

Ching Ching

I've been running up

A money mountain

Ring Ring

Broke her heart

She tryna talk about it

Left her all alone

Now she tryna call me selfish

Baby girl if you ain't talking

About a dollar it don't

Make sense (Cents)

Wasn't there no

I put fear in these niggas

Call me scarecrow

Hut one Hut two I call the plays hoe

I've been running after money

All day hoe

All day long

I can not fumble the bag

No way

Get in my way

Choppa kicking like Liu kang

Pedal to the medal

Give it all gas no breaks

Can't sell my soul

Never give my life away

Give a fuck about the bridges I burn

I can swim

It's some shit I can't say

Loose lips sink ships

Don't worry about the Ls that we had

We gone win in the end

School of hard knocks

I'm a scholar

Pop a perk ten

Fell in love with downers

The devil want my soul

Hear the voices getting louder

Ok what about it

Nigga said he running up a bag

But I doubt it

Ching Ching

I've been running up

A money mountain

Ring Ring

Broke her heart

She tryna talk about it

Left her all alone

Now she tryna call me selfish

Baby girl if you ain't talking

About a dollar it don't

Make sense (Cents)

Drugs they're mixing again

High tolerance, perc tens

Bitch I'm heaven sent

Can't find nobody better than me

Rookie balling like a veteran

Ja Morant Bitch ima Grizzly

Now they see me blowing up

Now I know why they hate me

If I wasn't me I would hate me

Shit is too easy

I ain't tryna go mainstream

Triple four four four no Jay-Z

Welcome to Shyst world

Girl you can't play me