Red

Ready, set, and begin 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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