Graduated

By Darkside E

Released on January 3, 2018

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Been 'bout a check shout my nigga SB

RIP Pops rest up my baby

Darkside doin' this for you

Graduated school of the hard knocks (graduated)

Used to sell dog at the ball court

Get it out the mud like a ground hog

My ex bitch turned me to a hound dog

I dont trust a soul so I keep a stick

Cause' petty niggas live for the bullshit

Wake up in the morning gotta' thank God

Cause' niggas gettin' jammed over bank cards

Make you disappear for a lump sum

Or do the shit for free they don't want nothin'

Any nigga you see with the kid got it

Cause' I can't have no broke nigga stand around me (hell naw')

You still trying to pro up off a reg bow

Thats why you still living in that hell hole

I one night all the hoes that you pressed for (thirsty ass nigga)

You got taxed on the shit I pay less for

Got my shooter riding in the backseat

Pull up on a nigga on a back street (ready)

Seen the 'Lac creep caught the fast feet

Like a athlete at a track meet

A band off a scratch off you done lucked up

But that don't mean that I think you wearing real buffs

By the look of things all you niggas fucked up

Have Lil' Josh tell you niggas boss up

Graduated school of the hard knocks

Used to sell dog at the ball court

Get it out the mud like a ground hog

My ex bitch turned me to a hound dog

I dont trust a soul so I keep a stick

Cause' petty niggas live for the bullshit

Wake up in the morning gotta' thank God

Cause' niggas gettin' jammed over bank cards

Came up with a plan then I stuck with it (money)

If it ain't bout' the money I can't fuck with it (naw)

Stay focused with my eyes on the prize

Got them white collar niggas snorting lines

You was seventeen with a curfew

I was seventeen with the bird flu (on a paper chase)

Jack boys do a nigga grimy

So I put the beam on 'em when I spot 'em

Shot of D'usse drop a bean in it

Take another shot drop some lean in it (lean)

Same clothes on but I'm banded up

Three months straight no hair cuts

Money flowing in like a tidal wave

Cause' we cook it on the stove and the microwave

With a honor roll baby I'm a scholar

Get a bag of powder turn the shit into dollars

Graduated school of the hard knocks

Used to sell dog at the ball court

Get it out the mud like a ground hog

My ex bitch turned me to a hound dog

I dont trust a soul so I keep a stick

Cause' petty niggas live for the bullshit

Wake up in the morning gotta' thank God

Cause' niggas gettin' jammed over bank cards