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student 1 - depressed lyrics

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[verse 1 + student 1]

3 many elbows in the booth, i feel like a army

say your mind a weapon without proof, you ain’t ever arm it

turn a pencil to a hammer for the bacon im mr. arm &

opp drop when i up the number 2 i need the charmin

you a spy kids 1 juni but without the carmen

your situation kinda tragic you think its alarming

stay positive and smoke better weed

n+gga thats why my pack smell like 30 grenades and a monkey farting

your tree smell like the thc in a different apartment

[verse 2 + badjuju]

serving up
better st++z, different locks, different keys

different cars, different seats

same man, different sneaks

no one ever gave a f+ck, cheetah p+ss got me stuck

he dont wanna 1 on 1, hit her once then im done

cause i never gave a f+ck

f+cked her in a bayou

p+ssy bald like caillou

call the gang, they slide through

jesus piece around my neck, but im not christian

why you posting fake lean, boy you not sippin

oppas slower than the wok, walk up out the kitchen

(hol up my shorty calling…)
you dont even know her name

boy i been pimpin, just look at me limp in

my b+tches keep it 100, yo b+tches be simpsons

[verse 3 + student 1]

c+cky like my crotch a mile

cory came thru put a perc 30 in the project file

too all over the place im not one you can watch a while

used to not have a dollar on me now i can’t dodge a pile

can’t recall doobie one smoking on doobie two

move round like im mr. mystery, the story scooby doo

stu nonstop debauchery from high noon to high noon

walking out in public with no mask im finna die soon
you pay the same price if testing me what you try doin

if it ain’t your life then it’s your ego imma probably ruin

if it ain’t for real its nothing we know

while we gaining degrees you degrow

i am a different negro

mindless, on a money hunt, cut that check

if it ain’t bout profit apprehending shut that neck

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n+ggas say one thing and do another, what the heck!

showing they hand on accident that’s a b+tt ass deck

face it or fate fix

u got mid grade tricks

all my pens are blunts full of gas, with the pookie in it

one day i opened your notebook up it had a dookie in it

one day i opened your mind up i found oscar

one day i read you like a book, you an imposter

im laughing in the shadows with my clique, it’ll cost to know ’em

your clique the imaginary friends and the foster home

[hook][2x]

l’s everywhere around my town, 3 in my chest

dub on a hunt of them m’s, thats me at my best

i was in the middle of a jug and got really depressed

eye relocated from on the ball bet i see it again

the mastermind of it all 2 faced, tucking blue

caught up worried about too much, you shoulda stuck to you

they dont like me cause i speak the truth, they really f+ck with you

i ever see you im pretending you 12…

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