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student 1 – yeah lyrics

[verse 1]
big
bag
bound
uh
ima jus be
high rn
uh
my sight like my mind
broke n awry rn
ooh
figured out the figure 8
dey on 21
like “i stevie wonder why” rn
on that what a guy
how can i know what am i
when i dono what i’m by rn
drag all day
drag all day
imma just go chill up in a bag all day
list of enemies to bag and tag all day
way 2 f+ckn busy for the gags yall play
sorry buddy
i dont even want that clout
i dont even want your dap
i dont wantchu lookin at me uh
i dont even want that chain
member never wantin that a+
+ttention that be bookin at me uh
student 1 tend to be on
make any enemy gone
every day wit the sauce like prego!
yuh
scribblе out all my dope
make any ditty a dub
foes brеak fast like eggo!
yuh
uh
ain’t come for the befriending
i don’t wanna blend in
to it all
i ain’t a gecko
uh
been big dog from the get go uh
gunning for the gold better let go uh
i’m 6+5+1 & 1+2 repping till a n+gga farewell
i found a home in the havoc
strady stay round where u dont dare dwell
ain’t no exits u can run to
l sidestepping like student 1 done grew
used to link up with all my mistakes till times up
dont look back, u cannot undo
ooh!
[hook][x2]
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah

i stay in chaos
at where u dont wanna be
where trust dont exist
where its too many a wannabe
uh

unlike stu, sell out wen the art sell
put the mask on never play the part well
puffing og gas like fart smell
juul’d up wit the work i feel like ima cartel
competition like comics uh
marvel at the word in my psalm
talk real wild u n+ggas cap calm
can’t talk at the moment i gotta trap mom
sorry i meant to say that i gotta rap mom
she say its a lotta trouble im sensing
looking at the boy like bart simpson
i said its the ay caramba wen the pen swing
uh
struggling on the trek n tryna cope
i was in them drugs i was losing hope
i can’t talk bout that like im out the cut
im still holding me back and down below
its too easy to misstep on that slope
i cannot play wit that sh+t i know
say that then still do so
doubling back like trouble still wimme
okay
now its
1.7 in my sock
plus 15 milligrams in me
okay

gritty caught nitty
for the time
being before anybody ever tried to feel me
i show thoughts, no/know control
anti+unscathed, never show my toll
rather bestow many a
trick of my trade
n learn to “pick up the pace”
than slow my role
uh

- student 1 lyrics

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