Top Songs By Agstashe
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gabriel Alvin Arellanes
Songwriter
Cyril Škoch
Songwriter
Lyrics
I just graduated high school motherfucker
Did four years in a white box,motherfucker
From the 25th, I be on a roll motherfucker
Now I'm makin money off of bowls of soup, motherfucker
I done opened up a new chapter
I be hopin' I don't fall backwards
Cuz the people I see around me
They just be copycats of those actors
So when I put my food on the stove
I be sure to know what I'm after
I got a year to make it, so I make or break it
I see my shot so I take it
So I put the pedal down, pass the muppets
Grand openin', blow the trumpets
Fans comin' in, show's a profit
Who's the prophet if god don't stop the riot?
Why am I slept on, who's decided?
Why am I stepped on? I provided
My thoughts collided, I'm so two-sided
I tried my best, but we still divided
The money's hard to make
Ay
Been workin 'till its late
Ay
Imma need a bigger plate
Cuz the money gon' be growin'
And I'm hopin' that your lovin' do the same
From now on I'm treatin' myself
Goin to munich I'm feedin' myself
Deleted the bereal to be with myself
Defeated the demon that fuck with my reason I'm bein' myself
Got many kitchens I'm cookin in
Many minutes I'm puttin' in
But I need time to enjoy life to make sure the script ain't super thin
The future's on the line
Been runnin' from my mind
Been checkin' over my shoulder if they comin' from behind
But I aint superstitious, I'm paranoid
Lot of people I should avoid
Shit is lethal, it's black and white
And I'm bringin' colour like im polaroid
I'm so annoyed
These motherfuckers are so shitty
City lookin' like it's so gritty
Still juvenile
They suckin' on they momma's swole titties
I just graduated
Can tell my mom I made it
And all the shit that I'll do I stated
I run my shit, cuz I know my status
I just graduated high school motherfucker
Did four years in a white box, motherfucker
From the 25th, I be on a roll motherfucker
Now I'm makin' money off of bowls of soup, motherfucker
The money's hard to make
Ay
Been workin 'till its late
Ay
Imma need a bigger plate
Cuz the money gon' be growin'
And I'm hopin' that your lovin' do the same
Im keepin' up the pace
Damn
Im raisin' up the stakes
They high
And I'm turnin' up the bass
Every time I reminisce about the memories of me and you, its pain
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