The Graduation
[Verse 1:]
This music gave me the kiss of life
But I ain't hit my destination, guess it'll be another sleepless night
I feel the pain from the tip of the knife
Better that, than get distracted by a braud who's blatantly trife
It takes a village just to raise a child
So bout every other week, i'm sending Cassidy to grandma house
For hoes, I no longer get aroused
We call them bitches, cuz they this close to getting fed puppy chow
I feel like Franky when i'm in a maze
But show no pain, keep a smile when it's sunny out or when it rains
You sold your sold for a pointless chain
When you could've got you blinker fixed and proceed to stay in yo lane
You just a martyr for some damn approval
Perfect timing, all I did was keep grinding, some shit that you ain't use to
In dark rooms, talking to the guru
He told me push forward and do the opposite, what niggas like you do
But I can walk you down the valley of lyrical heaven
Streets do you colder than a slushie from seven eleven
Is you real or fake...... A friend or foe
Because missed opportunities's like a stub on the toe
You greeting your enemy, you think you're hugging your bro
He holding you back, he wasting time, you don't know
Cuz he ain't down to stick around and help you get off the flo
But he gon be all in yo face when you got money to blow
Twenty Fifteen Brandon Jennings of my city
Might just cop a bunch of gold chains for the pity
Getting curved by a sexy chick who's super witty
Watching other niggas ball had a nigga feeling shitty
I got a lock on my legacy
You fighting for equality, but i'm all about equity
They put that barrel to yo face for the loot
They rob and they shoot, cuz it's nowhere to hoop
I'm bout ready to start running these niggas out the booth
I'm bout ready to start knocking niggas in they tooth
Because the shit that comes passed it is not the truth
And he thinking he the man, cuz he riding in a coupe
But he's the reason that the value of the car drop
Niggas don't wanna make no money, they wanna bar hop
Hit up private owners when I wanna car shop
Looking for an El Dorado, tryna make it bunny hop
[interlude:]
Yeaa. Live raw die raw gold bottle team. It's the graduation man, i'm going to a higher life. And we about to keep this shit going man. It's like another new beginning for me. Keep rocking with me..... RAW... Lyrically Original
[Verse 2:]
You think he bout his bread and butter, he just made of butter
Cuz once it start getting hot, just watch the nigga melt
Family, health and money... Nigga nothing else
But learned to put God first, he's my only help
I'm graduating to a higher life
Staying solid as ice, but this time imma do it right
I'm still dealing with the longest fight
Im tryna convince niggas that this a real raw rappers delight
Officially drawn in, y'all niggas worn out
Bars in a black composition with pages torn out
Don't question me about the shit that I do
Live Raw went from bout ten strong, to just two
I ain't throwing shade, but we talking bout dedication
Nigga, tell iShaan this part two to his revelation
And soon we gon become a part of a restoration
And make niggas regret the choices of the segregation