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varsity gang - when i look in her eyes lyrics

[instrumental: steve harvey]
grat-tude, and the lack of it
ok you listening?
and the lack of it
is on of the biggest blessing blocks

[verse 1: varsityjasper]
when i hear this beat man i feel like pablo
old school ye only sh-t that i know
nasty, head b-mpin’ with the eyes closed
turn it to a hit ’cause you know i write those
fight foe’s makes o’s that’s the routine
fools seem to think they can beat the true king
bruce lee b-mpin that juice i’m too clean
who’s he you ask i’m the greatest that you’ve seen
got aiden producing my bars
too hard, we race in the track like two cars
i’m two yards away from the top we two stars
at the juice bar thinking ’bout a new car
b-mping when the b-ss kicks in
running in my head never face my sins
even win a race ‘fore the race begins
set the pace for the others let the chase begin ok
y’all thought varsity gang was done for
but we reborn like the holy son
or a ghost i see those
fur coats i need those
on my spanish vibes with the three amigos
split the profits no snakes in the gr-ss
schooling these posers no a’s in my cl-ss
i’m a winner at heart i will not finish last
’cause its not in my nature i just move too fast

[verse 2: juci-a]
old school beat got that kanye feel
hope to make it one day get that kanye deal
cop a brand new house with some nice new wheels
settle down big house on the hollywood hills
long days filled with trial and error
known for making it look easy lately easy’s an effort
still puttin’ in the hours tho cause life ain’t fair
that’s why few people make it and the rest don’t care
but i’m going off for a minute on the beat
who other than the man here sitting in this seat
imma keep k!lling ’em ’till i overheat
charged up makin’ hits let ’em play it on repeat
let them play it on repeat when i say my bars right
make another vibe if they feeling alright
gotta say thank you more or it’s alright
still tryna make sure i play my cards right
creating in the studio makin big vibes
throwin rhymes around making sure my sh-t tight
takin yall for a ride like a hitchhike
going back and forth with the mic like a fistfight
taking one stop to the top no slowing down
so profound the beats and the bars that we’re putting out
no more excuses negativity cut it out
gotta have grat-tude that’s what lifes about

[verse 3: d-manson]
hot summer day been walkin down the street
feet moving to the beat
varsity alb-m been on repeat like, all week
home by my lonesome, listening to no one
creativity been off the charts
spill it on the beat ’till i get a bankroll card
playing frisbee in the sun like no tomorrow
get no tan ’cause my skin already dark
flow so cold so you can’t catch up
red shirt no sangre like ketchup
i’m built so fly and i don’t know why
see me in the hall like i’m that guy
say hi, oh my god, did you hear that, see that?
new varsity alb-m gotta peep that
said float like a b-tterfly sting like a bee
f-ck that keep working ’till you grow like a tree
redwood smoke a wood in the woods on some wood
don’t f-ck with that but i think you should
so abstract but no brockhampton
raps so fire they should be banned
me and my friends got all the same plan get rich maybe even get a show on viceland
win a few grammy’s, get a few cakes
get rich so we stack our cash to bill gates

- varsity gang lyrics

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