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javierfarster - rich and young lyrics

(rich scholar,im twelve years old and im paid up)
[verse 1]
i’m a rich scholar
lunch tray
backpack
blue collar
countin’ all a’s and the dollars
math class lookin’ like baller
twelve years old but i’m paid up
homework done
my grades up
whole block mad
they hate us

[chorus]
rich scholar
binder full of big commas
honor roll drip
whole hallway like “oh mama”
teacher stamp star on the paper
that’s product
head in the books
but my life feel formal

[verse 2]
free lunch line
still the fly kid
library card
that’s my id
whole squad talk stats
not violence
quiet kid run the block in silence
pocket full plans
not pesos
every test feel easy
like pre+throw
thеy skip class
i stack futures
turn one textbook to a bеach home
[bridge]
desk in the front like a corner office
names on the board
but mine top list
they clown my shoes
still i walk different
whole school talk
but the grade point talk richer

[verse 1]
tater tots cold on the tray
but my mind’s in nas mode
backpack zipped—two graphing calculators
a crumpled w+2 i forged for show
teacher said “show your work
” i showed her the tax bracket i’m headed for
twelve with a 401(k) dream and a juice box full of ambition

[chorus]
twelve years old but i’m paid up
yeah
homework done
my grades up
check the ledger
whole block mad ‘cause the honor roll look like a deposit slip
a’s stackin’ fast
my future’s cashing checks on a lunch tray
[verse 2]
mom works third shift at the cvs pharmacy
says i’m too young to stress
but i seen her cryin’ over coupons—now i budget my recess
i sold flashcards to deshawn for a dollar and a fruit roll+up
got a side hustle grading essays in cursive with a no. 2

[chorus]
twelve years old but i’m paid up
swear
report card look like a stock report
blue collar prayers
whole block mad
yeah
they don’t get it
i clock homework like a nine+to+five with a lunch tray ticket

[bridge]
(shhh)
i keep a w+4 in my trapper keeper
not the same kid who brought rice krispie treats to school on fatherless day
i’m countin’ a’s like they’re dividends
and every gold star’s a tax write+off in the eyes of the irs

[chorus]
twelve years old but i’m paid up
swear
teacher says “child
slow down
” but the system’s everywhere
whole block mad
but i’m ahead
though
‘cause survival don’t wait for a high school diploma

- javierfarster lyrics

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