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[Intro]
Oh, uh
Yeah
It’s that boy!
This is like, you know, like
It’s not even like a real story, but you know
Fuck it, man
I’ma just tell it anyways
Yeah
Ya
Yeah
[Verse 1]
So, I slide through like a tide do
I learnt how to get high back in high school
So I got stoney grades
Reminisce on lonely days
So here’s my magna carter
Role a jay, no Holy Grail
Only way to clear my mind was getting dusted
Studied the art of catching up until I got it mastered
Studied just before the test
Probably something for my chest
The next morning
Like a yawn I came before the rest
Of the students, but im not alone
And not that im counting cribs but I got some of my homes
Look, in addition to a lot of ish that’s on my head
I didn’t have to do but then something that my conscious said
[Chorus: Scratching]
Back in the days when I was a teenager!
(I know what you need, I know what you want
You just gotta breath, take it to the lungs)
[Verse 2]
Hear this one
So, like
I slide through like a tide do
I learnt how to get high back in high school
So I got stoney grades
Reminisce on lonely days
So here’s my magna carter
Role a jay, no Holy Grail
Only way to clear my mind was getting lifted
Didn’t take me long to realize that I was gifted
In rapping
How about music? Right, lets invest
If I’m a word smith then I’ll pursue it like happiness
So I studied less
(Coz you started rap)
Learnt how to crush a tree to how I got it wrapped
Hip-Hop music’s like „Follow dreams, fuck what critics say!”
But when I’m out of inspiration guess what all the lyrics said?
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Yeah
Nigga!
So I was like
Yeah
I slide through like a tide do
I learnt how to get high back in high school
So I got stoney grades
Reminisce on lonely days
So here’s my magna carter
Role a jay, no Holy Grail
Only way to my mind was getting faded
Only thing I thinking about is getting high, man, I hate this
But I love it at the same time
Man, this ain’t right
I hate when days are long, I kill time
That’s a hate crime
Like, if I don’t smoke I’ll get sick
Like, I fade off so much I might get stoned to death like a witch
To the point where
When I never found sleep
My mind would be like „Dawg, you don’t have to count sheep!”
[Chorus + Outro]
Haha, yeah
It’s that boy
It’s that ntwana
Ya, M-Soul
Teenager!
What
Wha-wha-wha-what
Wha-wha-wha-what
What
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