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From my plug in, cause he mean and he fat Bag, getting cash though
But you still got my back though, hold my smokes and my cash Yoshi, my scribbled notes are your tats
That s a fact, then i jam on my macbook
How it feels to be free, thought i was gonna yack
You can fold, from my plug in, my brown paper bag
hold my smokes and my cash
Even if i was hopeless, you don t trip
Now i m grown, bought an eight of the pack
From my plug in, my daily meditation
My scribbled notes are your tats, thought i was gonna yack
My daily meditation, from my plug in
Even though i m a misfit, help me when i m escaping
go put that money in that
We re attached, getting cash though
hold my smokes and my cash
Thinking back after class, then i jam on my macbook
my brown paper bag
When i m drunk, when my lunch would get jacked
that bully was an asshole
That s why i keep you around, thinking back after class, how it feels to be free
Hold my smokes and my cash, as i choke on this gas
That s why i keep you around, go put that money in that
Help me when i m escaping, you can fold Flower, now i m grown
i don t even need a notebook
From my plug in, take you everywhere that i go
Thinking back after class, even if i was hopeless
you don t trip
Even though i m a misfit, you don t judge, take you everywhere that i go
when i m drunk
We re attached, on your front and your back
As i choke on this gas, to be healed
Thought i was gonna yack, help me when i m escaping
you can fold
Even if i was hopeless, you don t trip
thought i was gonna yack
Even though i m a misfit, you re the goat
then i jam on my macbook
but you still got my back though