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Break (ft. Posshel)

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Personally this ain't about me at all but all my friends and their experiences 😂 I'm just living life xx

Highschool Remix (Teenage Dream)

This song is basically about getting somewhere basic, but like it's kinda a jab at some people who they're part of that "it crowd"...The lyrics are here....In case you can't understand me...Which you can't....




Mr.Tooley what it do, ugh 
I’m out wit the crew 
Froze with Ferragamo, shoes 
Trailing all the blazers, matching shirts we in the view 

Uzumaki, rock out with the bape 
Styling wit no face 
Shawty says she love with all the mob, who die  today 

Red, red, 
Blue, blue. 
Irish spring green, 

 (Mumble)
 
Got the top kiddies on the top end, smoking all the loud 
Think they running from the top end 
Dressed all in their shorts, thinking clout go be their best friend 
Be their best friend 


I don’t have liking for these niggas 
Think They bumping 
Closest to a city slicker, cracking they keep stumbling 

All hear is
Gimmie face, nah 
I want sloppy toppy 
Baby do a Miley, throw it back and make those buttons work 

Bring it up a notch 
Let me kill them kindly with a couple things 
Talk behind ya back and let a slip all over, running man 

I ain’t faking, ain’t no capping cos I grew up off these streets 
I be running top gun, with some fire on my feet 

Yes I’m about to blow up 
 unnecessary roll up 
Remember bout the times I’d keep 
Staring at the 4 walls 
Starring at the stars, wonder if I was it all 
I knew it was coming 
Didn’t know it was that far 

Mr.Tooley what it do, ugh 
I’m out wit the crew 
Froze with Ferragamo, shoes 
Trailing all the blazers, matching shirts we in the view 

I ain’t talk shit bout the, it kids on the block 
Rather the facts 
Think they running people up 
No clue about their hustle, 
Scheming bout a tussle 
Wronged some people off, 
Nate don’t worry, we go bust em 

Party they popping the molly 
Run em up, cos they sniffing some cocky 
Ugh 
Knowing that Nigga with Britney 
Covered up, all the couchie they ripping 

Niggas be learning real quick 
The faker they better 
The better they faker 
News it gon go out real quick 
Pap1 be running
Pap1 like cheddar 

All these people, make fun of me and 
Call me a joke 
Don’t test, my patients 
Can you see, the undertone 
Shout out my patients, cos I can’t clearly handle it all 
My diamond sword, I run it through your  
clobbering arms 

I think it’s my time, 
I’m gonna run up this show 
Talking like I’m Judy, and I’m judging you all 
Feelings kinda mutual 
Yeah you know how it feels 
Shout out to the fakers, keep on sitting the hill 

Turned a couple people over 
Runners up to race 
I think that we can acknowledge, all the past and different things 

I don’t want lie 
When I say that I know how to 
Maybe we can learn it 
Run it  up just to chase 

Cannot complain, 
Thinking bout these posers 
Living, smothered with pain 
Drunk and all addicted to the friction and in 
place 
Knowing that the it crowd’s 
Just cowards no brain 

Mr.Tooley what it do, ugh 
I’m out wit the crew 
Froze with Ferragamo, shoes 
Trailing all the blazers, matching shirts we in the view

On John!

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