Suburban ruins you talking green? bitch I'm fluent
And though I live close that's the reason that I'm truant
When I walk up in the class I'm a straight A student
They don't know bout me and all the shit I've been producing
People bitching at me saying that I should be driving
But I've been doing just fine getting by with no license
Feeling isolated like alone on an island
They talking shit about my life I come around and they're silent
I'm just tryna dip and get the f*ck out that prison
Cause all that's next a free year of college f*ck a tuition
And bitches wanna say they'll miss me but it's not them I'm missing
I don't remember your support when I had grinded making Crimson
Saving up my cash for that day I'd buy a whip
The real cream of the crop no I can't work on making flip
Trying to move out but don't worry don't trip
I've been making it by just selling shit up in a zip
This neighborhood is tearing at the seam
It ain't so good it's not a pretty scene
All these basic bitches bumping Rubbin Off The Paint
Never off my shit I'm placing 808s and turning up the gain
Got my heart beating like a motherf*cking snare
If I wanted I could solve my problems but I don't dare
They say they care so much matter of fact they really don't
Like I can barely f*cking recall the last time we even spoke
Said if I was upset that I should probably let you know
But you're nowhere to be found didn't even wanna show
Surrounded by kids and all they do is puff smoke
Give it five years and you can watch your lungs go
Turn into a bad example might turn to a cutthroat
And now I'm their favorite rapper that they love and feel they must quote
I never lied about my problems or the shit I couldn't stand
No I ain't seeking sympathy don't want a helping hand
Making this shit and writing on my own's a form of therapy
The music that I made was there when nobody else had cared for me
This neighborhood is tearing at the seam
It ain't so good it's not a pretty scene