Scorey - Oh Well

Uh, used to fall asleep in class, woke up wit' a bankroll
Now I might spend a bag, that's just how my day goes
'Member I was on the Ave', hustlin' in the same clothes
Remember they would laugh, guess that's how the game goes

You wasn't around when I first started, now you mad
Oh well, guess you prolly should've started tryna rap
Got it out the mud, now what's a target on my back?
Oh well, I ain't worry 'cause them skulls got my back

Okay, he tried to sneak diss me in his post about a feature
Oh well, I might have my lil' vultures come and eat him
He just tried to at me, when I know he play with heat
But, oh well, won't go back and forth, you know I ain't Serena
Dior for my sneakers, used to play, The Bleachers
I make hot shit every day, don't give no fuck about no leakers
Heavy metal, Led Zeppelin, I'ma rock out wit' that nina
chuggin' medical, aye Chrome, let's throw some wock up in that litter

Uh, used to fall asleep in class, woke up wit' a bankroll
Now I might spend a bag, that's just how my day goes
'Member I was on the Ave', hustlin' in the same clothes
Remember they would laugh, guess that's how the game goes

You wasn't around when I first started, now you mad
Oh well, guess you prolly should've started tryna rap
Got it out the mud, now what's a target on my back?
Oh well, I ain't worry 'cause them skulls got my back

okay, he said that I'm fake 'cause I ain't put him on no plane
Oh well, I ain't tryna buy no friendship anyway
He said he gon' kill me when he catch me down the way
Oh well, I ain't trippin', niggas know just how I play
4TS no game, we put shit on skates
Don't reach for no chain, have Lil Roc reach in his brain
We are not the same, better off stay in your lane, uh
Guess I changed now as I don't fuck with lames, huh?

Uh, used to fall asleep in class, woke up wit' a bankroll
Now I might spend a bag, that's just how my day goes
'Member I was on the Ave', hustlin' in the same clothes
Remember they would laugh, guess that's how the game goes

You wasn't around when I first started, now you mad
Oh well, guess you prolly should've started tryna rap
Got it out the mud, now what's a target on my back?
Oh well, I ain't worry 'cause them skulls got my back

Written by:
Bakari Ward

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