reading week - clyde smith lyrics
[clyde smith]
yeah
jheeze!
yeah
{josh peck}
shut the f-ck up clyde!
[verse]
i swear to god this reading week, i ain’t even sleep
so please believe this time around won’t be discrete
everybody so me me me, but guess what i got my flow back
that’s right i got my flow back, feels like i just got all my osap, d-mn
this is the sh-t that i do in my off day, i’m not playing
you do sh-t the broad way, i stay lit like broadway, cuz y’all fake
and i, never pay attention to the sh-t that a thot say, my thoughts say
i’m not phased, just need some good weed and bombay
(jheeze) you don’t want to see me on a bad day
my past ways would’ve had me dashed away, put me in a bad place
she see the crib and say nyeah eh, treat me good and all and that’s great
but being nice is a bad trait, cause nice guys finish in last place
d-d-d-mn, ain’t no n-gga like this
they say that n-gga clyde smith is too righteous, well just nize it
these tings just ain’t exciting, no insight on real life sh-t
d-mn, she just like that i’m 6’4 and i’m light skin
but since i got all my -ssignments done
i’ll walk over these n-ggas like iverson
swear that these rappers is kinda dumb
walk up into cl-ss too high to func-
tion, and i’ll never quit
and i guess there’s plenty fish
cause if i had a dollar for like every ting that never let me hit
i could get like every chick
(jheeze) yeah thats heavy sh-t, you knew clyde but never chris
so f-ck all these n-ggas and f-ck all these b-tches, man none of y’all can tell me sh-t
‘bout to get on my gary vee
need all that money from a to z
walk in the building like it was made for me
cause this my place, and you’re waste ya szeen
you say you’re “just saying” but its hate to me
‘f-ck do these n-ggas try and play with me
so i told benny to play some beats
and send them to me, it’ll take a week
so y’all gunna see, i’m gunna k!ll, then we all gunna eat
most people are products of their environments but i want my environment to be a product of me
(jheeze) that scorse sh-t that crazy sh-t, cause i don’t play soft
so i said f-ck it, dont move like a bucket, show n-ggas what i’m made of
sunday sunday sunday, and i swear this sh-t gone pay off
its reading week and its season 3, sh-t that i do on my day off, n-gga
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