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Scholar Video (MV)




Performed By: Flossyvill & The Beetstreet Groove
Language: English
Length: 2:50
Written by: Juan Gallo, Rondall Taylor




Flossyvill & The Beetstreet Groove - Scholar Lyrics




(Floss)

(Beetstreet Groove)

Don't play me like a game, I ain't a PS4
I want the riches in my name
They wanna see us poor
These niggas out here window shopping, we in store
The way I cook up I never thought I'd be this raw
When I was a young nigga, couldn't see this far
My shit is outta this world you couldn't see this star
Im a mac like fleetwood
I just wanna stack and eat good
Im known across the town in each hood
I just make sure that money and speech good
Chillin in Beachwood
Just Lemme pull up like beach chair
I'm dumming in one spot
I'm soft wit the touch like a jumpshot
Im dumping off the top and I wont stop
But then when i do write
You know it feel too right
Throwing shit across the room, it's just like a food fight
Flossy been a vill, I'm just stuck in my mood right
The MTA just went and put a hike on the fair
A head went stole my cuz bike, it ain't fair
But like in a year
Sold out shows and mics in the air

Think about the life that I'm living
Thinking about these bars is like they giving mics out in prison
Think about the life that I'm living
Thinking about these bars is like they giving these mics out in prison

(Think about the life that I'm living)
(Think about the life that I'm living)
(Think about the life that I'm)
(Think about the life that I'm living)
(Think about the life that I'm living)
(Think about the life that I'm)

Life is like a dice game, the dice it ain't fair
My Life is like a movie and I'm writing my script
Im hopping in a cab, either a Uber or Lyft
Most the time I'm spitting some shit
But niggas missing the bit
I swear they never listen to shit
I been stuck underground like I'm trapped in a ditch
But I'm still Getting money like Mitch
Surronded wit gangsters and not one of them snitch

Profound in the sound I'm the son of this shit
(The son of this shit)
Profound in the sound I'm the son of this shit
(The son of this shit)
Profound in the sound I'm the son of this shit
Yall niggas never catch the knowledge I spit
Yall only pay attention when its dollars and cents
But i'm about to holla I'm a scholar and prince
(Yall only pay attention when its dollars and cents
But I'm about to holla I'm a scholar and prince)
(Yall only pay attention when its dollars and cents
But I'm about to holla I'm a scholar and prince)
(Yall only pay attention when its dollars and cents
But I'm about to holla I'm a scholar and prince)

Think about the life that I'm living
Thinking about these bars is like they giving mics out in prison
Think about the life that I'm living
Thinking about these bars is like they giving these mics out in prison

(Think about the life that I'm living)
(Think about the life that I'm living)
(Think about the life that I'm)
(Think about the life that I'm living)
(Think about the life that I'm living)
(Think about the life)

Think about the life that I'm living
Thinking about these bars is like they giving mics out in prison
Think about the life that I'm living
Thinking about these bars is like they giving these mics out in prison
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(Floss)

(Beetstreet Groove)

Don't play me like a game, I ain't a PS4
I want the riches in my name
They wanna see us poor
These niggas out here window shopping, we in store
The way I cook up I never thought I'd be this raw
When I was a young nigga, couldn't see this far
My shit is outta this world you couldn't see this star
Im a mac like fleetwood
I just wanna stack and eat good
Im known across the town in each hood
I just make sure that money and speech good
Chillin in Beachwood
Just Lemme pull up like beach chair
I'm dumming in one spot
I'm soft wit the touch like a jumpshot
Im dumping off the top and I wont stop
But then when i do write
You know it feel too right
Throwing shit across the room, it's just like a food fight
Flossy been a vill, I'm just stuck in my mood right
The MTA just went and put a hike on the fair
A head went stole my cuz bike, it ain't fair
But like in a year
Sold out shows and mics in the air

Think about the life that I'm living
Thinking about these bars is like they giving mics out in prison
Think about the life that I'm living
Thinking about these bars is like they giving these mics out in prison

(Think about the life that I'm living)
(Think about the life that I'm living)
(Think about the life that I'm)
(Think about the life that I'm living)
(Think about the life that I'm living)
(Think about the life that I'm)

Life is like a dice game, the dice it ain't fair
My Life is like a movie and I'm writing my script
Im hopping in a cab, either a Uber or Lyft
Most the time I'm spitting some shit
But niggas missing the bit
I swear they never listen to shit
I been stuck underground like I'm trapped in a ditch
But I'm still Getting money like Mitch
Surronded wit gangsters and not one of them snitch

Profound in the sound I'm the son of this shit
(The son of this shit)
Profound in the sound I'm the son of this shit
(The son of this shit)
Profound in the sound I'm the son of this shit
Yall niggas never catch the knowledge I spit
Yall only pay attention when its dollars and cents
But i'm about to holla I'm a scholar and prince
(Yall only pay attention when its dollars and cents
But I'm about to holla I'm a scholar and prince)
(Yall only pay attention when its dollars and cents
But I'm about to holla I'm a scholar and prince)
(Yall only pay attention when its dollars and cents
But I'm about to holla I'm a scholar and prince)

Think about the life that I'm living
Thinking about these bars is like they giving mics out in prison
Think about the life that I'm living
Thinking about these bars is like they giving these mics out in prison

(Think about the life that I'm living)
(Think about the life that I'm living)
(Think about the life that I'm)
(Think about the life that I'm living)
(Think about the life that I'm living)
(Think about the life)

Think about the life that I'm living
Thinking about these bars is like they giving mics out in prison
Think about the life that I'm living
Thinking about these bars is like they giving these mics out in prison
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Juan Gallo, Rondall Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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