Junior Year ft. Global T Lyrics

Yeah, I'm back, doing better than I ever did But I'm not satisfied to my car trunk in front

Like elephants Used to fuck up a lot, but I'm done

Toe up, I'm celibate Life like a test and I study hard

Nah, I'm not failing it, adress me correctly, uh-uh

Come to your residence A glock on your block, it bust a lot

Like niggas with hella kids Got some demons with me

Like I'm in need of an exorcist It's ironic them boys get you heaven

Sent for the hell of it I don't play games, yet I'm still winning

Ayy, these niggas iffy, so I keep heat with me I cannot chill with them

I die for my guys, I keep it real with them We was starving, missed meals, but now we chase meals

Same ones, I'm still with them If they stop printing bills, but I still get them

If my bro kill, I kill with them I'm screwing that drill, hit him, bitch

I am a real villain, I been hurt, I'm still healing

I'm still in that field with it till I get a meal ticket

Yeah, please believe me, that's what you gotta know

I'm tryna go from no pot to piss in to having pots of gold

It's highs and lows, I struggle, but don't nobody know

I chase money till I get a little wheezy, but I'm not from Hollygrove

East seven mile, raise me West shit get wild, really foul

Killers laying niggas down daily I know it sound crazy

But it ain't no fabrication in my conversation No faking, guns get to blazing

Bodies lie on the pavement Mothers watching their children die

Got them crying and shaking Heart aching, pleading and praying

Asking God to save them Sadly to no avail

Niggas die, either go to jail Rarely, do they make it out

Boy, I grew up poor as hell To change my situation

It took time and patience But I ain't done yet

I'm still waiting to say I finally made it For real

I ain't where I need to be at Niggas just tryna enjoy the journey

I ain't where I need to be at

Niggas just tryna enjoy the journey I ain't where I need to be at