Darkside E — Graduated

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