prep Lyrics

(Yah!)

Prepare for pregame parties of Prep

I pounce in peoples' pools, that's how I progress

Please believe in Pascua pride

I pray the lord, I play my cards (from the deck)

Profess my faith

I'm Jared of Walkin' Jay

I'm Jack of Trades

In every way I'm lit

Work don't sit, I'm workin' shit, I'm working this

Yeah batter batter hit the perfect pitch

Practice piano like I'm runnin' miles it's the same ol' shit

Yeah it's the same ol' style

I got people pleasing all these people pleasers

I'm a pre-dent I notice your fake ass smile

(Bitch!)

Look at the world

Social cues missing, you don't need a girl

You think you're sweet and the spicy

Pick one not the other

No vanilla chocolate swirl

I think I'm sweet just like matcha with bitterness complements workin' well in single blends

I think I'm fine where I'm at with the real ones and friends who just cut it with playing pretend

I think I'm stupid enough for the argument anyway, please do not include me in

I got a voice for my own and the time and the space and the endgame

Where do I begin?

(Yah!)

It's a new chapter and I get it from the K-dot

Six years in and I still haven't made it

But I talked to Mary and we sharing the same feelings

That we do it for the love and for the sake of making music

When I'm making music I don't do it for the gold

Total concentration thunder breathing six-fold

Probly keep this up and runnin' as a dentist

When I keep the teeth to rap and spit it even when I'm fuckin' old

It's a new third year, it's hard to admit it

Graduating college soon, yuh yuh I did it

But I'm still wondering if life after uni is just as cool like marriage

And havin' some little children

When I'm just a ride away or strides away from when you want me right away

I gotta say

It's hard for me to think about my friends in different lives, in really different days

Prepare for pregame parties of Prep

I pounce in peoples' pools, that's how I progress

Please believe in Pascua pride

I pray the lord, I play my cards (from the deck)

Profess my faith, I'm Jared of Walkin' Jay, I'm Jack of Trades, in every way I'm lit

Work don't sit, I'm workin' shit, I'm working this

Yeah batter batter hit the perfect pitch