High School Dropout Illmac
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[Intro: Aaliyah Russell]
Now… where do I start?
[Chorus: Illmac]
Riding for the squad, we ain’t tryna be jealous
Give me my flowers while I could still smell ‘em
Tell ‘em I prefer money trees over y’all feelings
Picking dollar bills while they falling from the ceiling like
Nah nah nah nah nah nah
Everything within reach, I want my piece
Like nah nah nah nah nah
My bad, you was waiting on me? Okay
[Verse 1: Illmac]
Oh you waiting on me? Tell 'em keep waitin'
Ain't nobody in my league but I keep playin'
Shit, I'm just tryna ball like it's spring trainin'
Block ya shot like the calls that I keep fadin'
Fuck a bad vibe, I ain't taking that lightly
It's a sign, every time you call, it say 'Scam Likely'
It's a sign, knew from jump, even my phone was like
'Eh, I can't really cosign bro but you can answer if you want' whoa
Never graduated but I kept it player
I still walk across the stage to get the paper
At the Staples Center watching Blazers vers' the Lakers
They mad they city only known for reggie on some Pacers
We some blazers, do it major
They said money don't grow on trees, but I seen a hundred acres, pick ya' flavor
Grind the beans, get the pot, brew the coffee, sip it hot
They been sleeping on me now the shit can stop, shit can stop
Now… where do I start?
[Chorus: Illmac]
Riding for the squad, we ain’t tryna be jealous
Give me my flowers while I could still smell ‘em
Tell ‘em I prefer money trees over y’all feelings
Picking dollar bills while they falling from the ceiling like
Nah nah nah nah nah nah
Everything within reach, I want my piece
Like nah nah nah nah nah
My bad, you was waiting on me? Okay
[Verse 1: Illmac]
Oh you waiting on me? Tell 'em keep waitin'
Ain't nobody in my league but I keep playin'
Shit, I'm just tryna ball like it's spring trainin'
Block ya shot like the calls that I keep fadin'
Fuck a bad vibe, I ain't taking that lightly
It's a sign, every time you call, it say 'Scam Likely'
It's a sign, knew from jump, even my phone was like
'Eh, I can't really cosign bro but you can answer if you want' whoa
Never graduated but I kept it player
I still walk across the stage to get the paper
At the Staples Center watching Blazers vers' the Lakers
They mad they city only known for reggie on some Pacers
We some blazers, do it major
They said money don't grow on trees, but I seen a hundred acres, pick ya' flavor
Grind the beans, get the pot, brew the coffee, sip it hot
They been sleeping on me now the shit can stop, shit can stop
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