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drop out - eric reprid lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yee

[verse 1]
you ain’t doin’ raps like me (nah)
motherf*cker, go work that 9*to*5
sorry that i had to go police (b*tch)
stressed out, so i tell her, “it’s gon’ be alright”
i ain’t live right, i ain’t live life (nah)
for all they know, i’ma flip twice, i’ma roll dice
get the f*ck out my business (huh)
said i’ll drop out, then i really did*did this
i cannot give them what they want though
pass, cannot pass, i ain’t run, though
b*tch, i’m head honcho
run my own show, no big ass place or handouts, i don’t want those
(want those, want those)
lil’ b*tch, out my face, or get sprayed, you gon’ need to get a poncho
(yeah*yeah)
they say, “you too selfish,” i ain’t tryna get vocal like bono
throwin’ all this dirt on my name, next time, gon’ throw it in the compost (yeah)

[bridge]
lately, gettin’ real difficult to rest
mainly ’cause now the pressure on my chest
overthinking only makin’ me a mess
shakin’ in the bed, bacon on my head (money)
we gon’ go and just rake in all the checks
live filter, we pretend we intercess’ (yeah)
on the internet, we off it in a sec, that’s the first step (whoo)
[verse 2]
now it’s all about the execution, i ain’t ’bout to go and lose it (yeah, yeah, yeah)
grab that sh*t and go bruise it
i ain’t out much, when i am, though, i wanna get stupid (yeah, what?)
wanna head south to a place where there ain’t no rain and make music ([?])
in the institution, got lazy, so i left, now i’m done with the the excuses (hahaha)
guess that’s how it goes when the time don’t mean much
now i got my act cleaned up
swift for you, can’t compete, bruh (yee)
problems work out, they seem buff
but between us, i ain’t seen much
paper chasin’, need to keep up
got elevated on some green stuff (woah), mind renovated
big dream in a smaller state and a smaller statement
she gon’ see it, goin’ all in
can bring a bigger paycheck right out the bas*m*nt (out the bas*m*nt)
they gon’ frown, know i need to face it
f*cked around and thought i could fake it
like an aquafina, feelin’ kinda faded
but a fake school just isn’t doable
skippin’ class when i was sick, no, it’s no musical (hey, hey)
cherish this on the usual
i can’t live in no cubicle, not disputable
money not crucial, it’s usable
this excusable, so i’m out, blah

- eric reprid lyrics

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