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[Intro]
Yeah..
It’s Kenny Loften, man. (What’s up!)
Yeah, yeah
[Bridge]
White girl named Melly, Molly
Said I’ma blow up prolly, Ali
Said if we ever get bread
We gon’ give Coach Head
Some new fresh threads
That’s cool!
Cause in law academy class
Me, Sam, and Jack Raphy and Sam
Acted an ass
That was in the past
Glad Coach Head knew how to laugh
Yeah!
[Verse 1]
Flashback to 8th grade
When I freestyled on the bus
Back with K.D. and ladies
Were never looking at us
We had our seats locked
We beat boxed
We each popped that flow
He had reeboks, some knee socks
And I seen all his hoes
I was like, „Woah!”
I need to freshen up
Cause right now, I’m in Gym class
And my ass smells like fucking must
So getting cleaner was a fucking must
I’m fucking up
Get it cleaner!
Relationship was like Martin Gina
I am smart cause I had seen a
Lightskinned girl and I had to meet her
Alana!
So we started talking, dated
I was retarded often, faded
Relationship was gone
No girlfriend since
I’m prone to phoning home
Call up Riaz, „Is mom home?”
First nigga that said I
Go harder than a damn tombstone
And my Swagger was on Kreayshawn
I don’t care son
Can’t recall ninth grade
Cause I get blazed
Getting high playing spades
Nigga drive by say hey
Moved at a faster pace
But I have to say
[Chorus]
Have to say (x6)
[Verse 2]
I’ma be the man in a minute
Pull up in the Grand
With my hand full of spinach
'Ham fans love every sentence
Damn man car dark tinted
Going ham i’ma star when I finished
Cause nigga I do recall, flashback
When I ain’t have balls, hashtag
„Kenny get the fuck out with your nappy ass!”
Now they see me and get happy fast
Now that’s crazy as
Fuck!
But nigga that made my ass
Luck!
Look nigga
I’ma have Hoover ass shook
When I maneuver past crooks
Smoking doobies I took
Everything into thought
Never be who you love
Be who you are!
All this shit is fucking played out
I’d rather pull a few Gs at Jakes house
Looking at the ceiling real spaced out
I push the brakes now
Cause I’ma break out
Of this sitting around shit
Like a stakeout
Then cake out
But hey now
Tell ’em
Flashback to ninth grade
When my eyes laid
Upon shoes
They were Supra’s
And like Luther
I had a dream without no green
High dreams with no means
Rip jeans, I’m a sick teen
Hip fiend, i’ma fix things
Risking everything that I can
Call me Kenny not Akhnamn
Kenny now!
Give me Oscar, no Penny Proud
Loften, do you hear me now
Remember Austin’s house
Now we both fucking bossing out
Loften how?
Your story seems awesome now
[Chorus]
Have to say (x6)
[Outro]
Yeah man..(Yeah!)
And that’s just how it goes, man..
What else can I say?
You know me, Ill get to know you
You know, shout out to everybody out there, man
Shout out to Hoover High, man!
Uh, y’all opened some crazy fucking doors for me
Some crazy ass, nice ass people
I love Hoover
And I love everybody, man
Yeah
It’s Kenny Loften
Kenny, Kenny Loften
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