Tell me what the f#ck you gone do
Everybody out here graduatin’
If i’m being honest i don’t even have the slightest f#ckin clue
I still got another class to take
A couple credits short scholarships don’t support that next semester
I guess i’m going back home to the east side j
To grandma’s place
There’s no way else at least
Until i finish this degree i’ll stay
I know i won’t get a job right away
But i got a lot on hold that sound more promising
Me and one of my bro’s started spittin’ on the road
And behold became witness to the skills harnessing
Whole time i thought all of my talents were tarnishing
I dusted off my pen took some notes started writing
Eventually my thoughts turn to gold and started shining
Molding myself i began to find
Gotta get on my get on my get on my get on my grind
To get up out my current spot
With no fear that i fear that i fear that i got bad timing
But i cannot sit and watch
I won’t make it to the top if i ain’t aiming for the guap
Cuz now that i rap
Ain’t no way i’m gonna stop
Designing these graphics i ain’t bout to drop out
Almost got my bachelor’s, too late to opt out
What would my pops say?
You think you funny now
What would my moms say?
You must got money now
But i’m feeling different
Because my degree doesn’t mean anything
If they tryna put cap on my salary wow
I need to be a master in my craft
Society don’t give me an option and i gotta choose
Everybody else plottin, on they next move so
n#gg# now tell me what the f#ck you gone do
I’m racing on new roads
Been taking it too slow
Complacent for too long
I’m chasing some new roles
I may have to postpone
Cuz momma i’m coming home
Where did it go wrong
It’s hard to live in a world where you don’t belong
Everything in this place made me feel so alone but
There ain’t no one else to put the blame on so
Tell me who you wanna be
Supplier or consumer of the cheese
Know these decisions ain’t cheap
Cost ain’t never gone be free
One is yo life the other be life savings and you can’t have either
Ain’t they the same thing?
Cuz making good grades ain’t mean sh#t
When homie in the streets getting g’s off them p’s
While i was getting a’s with some b’s on my d
Should’ve focused more on c’s
I just couldn’t give an f
Don’t know what got into me
Maybe college shaped laziness
Mixed with potent fire smoke added haziness
Can’t lie, say that it ain’t feel amazing
But a small reward usually got bigger payments
And i know them statements, ’bout to come thru
They won’t let me walk that stage if my funds past due
So i create blueprints all up on my jay sh#t
Got bigger dreams i’ma chase it
I can’t ever wonder what it’d be like if i made it
While i’m still wishing that i’ll do anything just to make cents
My mind creatively makes sense
Work natively less stressed
Ain’t nobody gone be checking on you
Till you realize life works more like a game of chess
You better get your moves in order ‘fore you take a step
And then go stand upon it till you take yo last breath
Inhale like there’s nothing left
You know they won’t hear you
Until they feel the pain from the struggle
And they still won’t help
You came by yourself and whoever stick with you they love you to death
Don’t wait just to see
Keep it original only goat things
Travel at yo own speed to find out what you wanna be
I’m racing on new roads
Been taking it too slow
Complacent for too long
I’m chasing some new roles
I may have to postpone
Cuz momma i’m coming home
Where did it go wrong
It’s hard to live in a world where you don’t belong
Everything in this place made me feel so alone but
There ain’t no one else to put the blame on so
I know what i’m gonna, do
Figured out who i wanna, be
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