Graduated Lyrics

Bitch I'm signed to the streets, I just graduated

Wasn't handed this shit like I masturbated

She hit my line cause she just know what I'm on, "Baby please pick up the phone"

I had to keep my composure, stand strong like a stone

A hothead just leave me alone

I had to roll up sum fat shit, this shit hella strong

Only thing that keeps me in my zone

Bitch I'm signed to the streets, I just graduated

Wasn't handed this shit like I masturbated

She love when I rub on her, shit get her wet

Yea I just ran me a check

Yea, you can speak on my name, but cant fuck up my identity

Wont ruin my dignity

A boujee lil bih, yea them hoes be some frinemies

So fuck all yo sympathy

Dont know these niggas, can't call them my twin

Won't relapse no situation again

Pray for forgiveness, I know imma sin

Humble beginnings, whole gang finna win

Free all the guys doing time in the pin

Mama I'm sorry wont do it again

Scream fuck the media, they following trends

Yes imma loverboy, kissin yo skin

(Yea)

Stuffin these racks, I might sag today

Keep my composure, wont get outta character

No I won't brag today

I remember when niggas start joking, I just gave my time away

And no I cannot fuck wit some of these niggas, They entire style cliche

Bitch I'm signed to the streets, I just graduated

Wasn't handed this shit like I masturbated

She hit my line cause she just know what I'm on, "Baby please pick up the phone"

I had to keep my composure, stand strong like a stone

A hothead just leave me alone

I had to roll up sum fat shit, this shit hella strong

Only thing that keeps me in my zone

Bitch I'm signed to the streets, I just graduated

Wasn't handed this shit like I masturbated

She love when I rub on her, shit get her wet

Yea I just ran me a check

Yea, you can speak on my name, but cant fuck up my idenity

Wont ruin my dignity

A boujee lil bih, yea them hoes be some frinemies

So fuck all yo sympathy

Why you lying

To me

You wasting my time (oh no no)

And it ain't free (oh no no, oh no no, oh no no)

I know you gone, you gone, you gone

But you think bout me (yea you think bout me)

And what is this song, this song, this song

It ain't for free (and it ain't for pleasure)

Bitch I'm signed to the streets, I just graduated

Wasn't handed this shit like I masturbated