Why they think they sick? Talking shit, moving bricks...
I was doing it in highschool
On my grind, getting rich. F*ck a bitch, never switch...
Been playing this by my rules
Wake up in the morning, yawning
Light me a cigarette
These mans be talking that life
Knox been here living it
Since a little kid no hair on my nuts
When first started selling dope
8 years old try when i take in smoke
Had a smoke halo go an tell the pope
Pills an Coke in public school
Choppin bitches, f*ck the rules
Doin math in a fashion that taught me fractions
If I knew what I know now way back then
Laughing bout all the tears
All the pain over all the years
Now the ice from my heart can go on my chain, better call debeers
That calls for beers , throwing up
Didn't think I'd still be here to be growing up
Rolling up kush still
I've pushed white, I've pushed pills
If looks kill I'd be a murderer
The type u never see but u heard a bruh
I heard em up, line em down
The coke ain't the only thing shining now
Grinding down like teeth at night
Getting stoned, Jesus Christ
Always Got love for the streets for life
You the plug for the cheapest white
But if u need it nice, got the high heat
Still get a brick price when I buy z's
Better talk money don't think my times free
Not on deck, i charge a find fee
Why they think they sick? Talking shit, moving bricks...
I was doing it in highschool
On my grind, getting rich. F*ck a bitch, never switch...
Been playing this by my rules...
90-01-12 I come through
Rise like the sun do
No disguise for your eyes it's f*ck you
Been bout this life it chose me
Pour out a little of the the old e
To the old me, rest in peace
I'm growing up can't forget the streets
Can't forget my g's, the hustlers and the low life's
But keep our business on the low like my coke price
I used to roll dice with burnz been a minute still
I'm living parole life got homies in it still
I know the drill, the real never fold
It's sad on the real cause most the real never old
I was built for the cold, weather the storm
I work hard in the morning, even better at dawn
Back on an Poppin like Dom p
Tryina get me some brains like zombies
Like ghandi I strongly believe
We living wrongly hoe pray on yo knees
Nick Knox - Highschool Lyrics
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Why they think they sick? Talking shit, moving bricks...
I was doing it in highschool
On my grind, getting rich. F*ck a bitch, never switch...
Been playing this by my rules
Wake up in the morning, yawning
Light me a cigarette
These mans be talking that life
Knox been here living it
Since a little kid no hair on my nuts
When first started selling dope
8 years old try when i take in smoke
Had a smoke halo go an tell the pope
Pills an Coke in public school
Choppin bitches, f*ck the rules
Doin math in a fashion that taught me fractions
If I knew what I know now way back then
Laughing bout all the tears
All the pain over all the years
Now the ice from my heart can go on my chain, better call debeers
That calls for beers , throwing up
Didn't think I'd still be here to be growing up
Rolling up kush still
I've pushed white, I've pushed pills
If looks kill I'd be a murderer
The type u never see but u heard a bruh
I heard em up, line em down
The coke ain't the only thing shining now
Grinding down like teeth at night
Getting stoned, Jesus Christ
Always Got love for the streets for life
You the plug for the cheapest white
But if u need it nice, got the high heat
Still get a brick price when I buy z's
Better talk money don't think my times free
Not on deck, i charge a find fee
Why they think they sick? Talking shit, moving bricks...
I was doing it in highschool
On my grind, getting rich. F*ck a bitch, never switch...
Been playing this by my rules...
90-01-12 I come through
Rise like the sun do
No disguise for your eyes it's f*ck you
Been bout this life it chose me
Pour out a little of the the old e
To the old me, rest in peace
I'm growing up can't forget the streets
Can't forget my g's, the hustlers and the low life's
But keep our business on the low like my coke price
I used to roll dice with burnz been a minute still
I'm living parole life got homies in it still
I know the drill, the real never fold
It's sad on the real cause most the real never old
I was built for the cold, weather the storm
I work hard in the morning, even better at dawn
Back on an Poppin like Dom p
Tryina get me some brains like zombies
Like ghandi I strongly believe
We living wrongly hoe pray on yo knees
I was doing it in highschool
On my grind, getting rich. F*ck a bitch, never switch...
Been playing this by my rules
Wake up in the morning, yawning
Light me a cigarette
These mans be talking that life
Knox been here living it
Since a little kid no hair on my nuts
When first started selling dope
8 years old try when i take in smoke
Had a smoke halo go an tell the pope
Pills an Coke in public school
Choppin bitches, f*ck the rules
Doin math in a fashion that taught me fractions
If I knew what I know now way back then
Laughing bout all the tears
All the pain over all the years
Now the ice from my heart can go on my chain, better call debeers
That calls for beers , throwing up
Didn't think I'd still be here to be growing up
Rolling up kush still
I've pushed white, I've pushed pills
If looks kill I'd be a murderer
The type u never see but u heard a bruh
I heard em up, line em down
The coke ain't the only thing shining now
Grinding down like teeth at night
Getting stoned, Jesus Christ
Always Got love for the streets for life
You the plug for the cheapest white
But if u need it nice, got the high heat
Still get a brick price when I buy z's
Better talk money don't think my times free
Not on deck, i charge a find fee
Why they think they sick? Talking shit, moving bricks...
I was doing it in highschool
On my grind, getting rich. F*ck a bitch, never switch...
Been playing this by my rules...
90-01-12 I come through
Rise like the sun do
No disguise for your eyes it's f*ck you
Been bout this life it chose me
Pour out a little of the the old e
To the old me, rest in peace
I'm growing up can't forget the streets
Can't forget my g's, the hustlers and the low life's
But keep our business on the low like my coke price
I used to roll dice with burnz been a minute still
I'm living parole life got homies in it still
I know the drill, the real never fold
It's sad on the real cause most the real never old
I was built for the cold, weather the storm
I work hard in the morning, even better at dawn
Back on an Poppin like Dom p
Tryina get me some brains like zombies
Like ghandi I strongly believe
We living wrongly hoe pray on yo knees
Writer: Nicholas Jarvis
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