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red Lyrics - Artist : atlas
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Red You ain't never see a rapper bring bars like this, nah Or drive cars like this, yo Or go hard like this because I haven't got a license and I'm still a fucking kid I've got, senioritis and I've had it since my freshman year What that wasn't clear? Sorry I slept a lot Wasn't prepared, now I'm buzzing and scared A couple bucks up in my pocket and a brush through my hair But my luck was impaired A senior student? Jesus And in a couple months I'll be of age, I can't believe it I refuse to accept I even fit these images 'Cause 12 years past me like 15 minutes did And I'm awful, yeah and leather don't sink They say he made is own paper and he bled his own ink I used to quantify time via episode links Then my left just Ed, Edd, and Eddy-ed from the void to the brink Heads 'gon roll, ships 'gon sink And I'll still be in love when my eyes don't blink And I'll still be forgetting text books And I always forget the best hooks But that's the way that it goes I keep shaping my pros With the craziest flows Eyes glazy or closed Either faded or dozed Either lazy or sleepin' I had all summer to think, imma save my brain for the weekend And I'll still be sitting in the back of the classroom Still be at lunch spitting raps for the cats too Grow a fan base, that'd be essential And I'd still show up to class without a pencil, it's simple You ain't never see a rapper bring bars like this, yeah Or drive cars like this, nah Or go hard like this because I haven't got a license and I'm still a fucking kid It's Red |
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