HARVARD GRAD
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โฑ๏ธ 1:59 duration
๐ ID: 13813968
๐ Lyrics
Yeah
Where do I begin, aye
We so far from the end
Live long enough to sin
So is heaven out the question?
Never met the priest to preach the reverend
But I done mess them demons of the 95-and-7
We get high, whatever
Can take trips, whereever
Wildly evenin' out
Let it California weather
Prince of Hollywood lifestyle
Got me going crazy
(?)
Damn, I'ma tell my stories
Til' you motherfuckers pay me
When I'm old, that's the whole fucking glow up, aye
Aye, I never ever sold my soul
But I might have served your party drugs
I might have served you Poles
Aye
(?) playing with his nose
Living pop star dreams
Living rock star goals (goals)
Aye, I always let it straight by death tolls
So I can't blame
I just prey the weak to find the right row (row)
'Cause I know (I know)
My life's cold (Ice cold)
That's why I'm cooling with this bow
Take the shredder home (Yeah)
Broke homes
Break homes
'Cause when their child grows old
Bro does already knows
Aye
I can't do one of those
Where do I begin, aye
We so far from the end
Live long enough to sin
So is heaven out the question?
Never met the priest to preach the reverend
But I done mess them demons of the 95-and-7
We get high, whatever
Can take trips, whereever
Wildly evenin' out
Let it California weather
Prince of Hollywood lifestyle
Got me going crazy
Feels like I'm trapped in the same cycles that made me
Race car
(Yo Race car, race car, race car)
(Yo, race car, race car, race car)
Where do I begin, aye
We so far from the end
Live long enough to sin
So is heaven out the question?
Never met the priest to preach the reverend
But I done mess them demons of the 95-and-7
We get high, whatever
Can take trips, whereever
Wildly evenin' out
Let it California weather
Prince of Hollywood lifestyle
Got me going crazy
(?)
Damn, I'ma tell my stories
Til' you motherfuckers pay me
When I'm old, that's the whole fucking glow up, aye
Aye, I never ever sold my soul
But I might have served your party drugs
I might have served you Poles
Aye
(?) playing with his nose
Living pop star dreams
Living rock star goals (goals)
Aye, I always let it straight by death tolls
So I can't blame
I just prey the weak to find the right row (row)
'Cause I know (I know)
My life's cold (Ice cold)
That's why I'm cooling with this bow
Take the shredder home (Yeah)
Broke homes
Break homes
'Cause when their child grows old
Bro does already knows
Aye
I can't do one of those
Where do I begin, aye
We so far from the end
Live long enough to sin
So is heaven out the question?
Never met the priest to preach the reverend
But I done mess them demons of the 95-and-7
We get high, whatever
Can take trips, whereever
Wildly evenin' out
Let it California weather
Prince of Hollywood lifestyle
Got me going crazy
Feels like I'm trapped in the same cycles that made me
Race car
(Yo Race car, race car, race car)
(Yo, race car, race car, race car)