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graduate flow - pretty brayah lyrics

[intro]
(ooh, sav k!lled it)

[verse]
i got a side piece, i don’t eat her, she like coleslaw (uh)
heard i got the hoes, she like, “choose? sh*t, y’all both raw” (yeah)
yellow tape around my heart, this sh*t closed off (uh*huh)
heard he talking down, probably ’cause i hoed dog (ah)
hothead, huh, something like a fever (uh*huh)
she gotta learn her raps, so how we gon’ believe her?
i told that boy it’s wraps since he claim he ain’t an eater
you say monеy over b*tches, boy, i hear you gеttin’ neither, huh (i hear you gettin’ neither)
cook and clean, yeah, i ain’t doin’ either (i ain’t doin’ either)
stand up, why you loyal to a cheater? (huh?)
staying in the house doesn’t makes you hoes a keeper (uh*uh)
he ate my cousin’s ass, she don’t lie, i believe her (real)
my n*gga study rocks like a geologist (yeah)
he don’t move work, he invest in it and profit sh*t (uh)
you ain’t help me get it, why you clocking it? (nah)
not the type to block a b*tch (uh*uh)
be careful with that louis, it’s a glock in it (baow, baow, baow, baow)
they’d rather hate me than to say i’m hard (baow, baow, baow, baow)
i only listen to your music just to count my bars (baow, baow, baow, baow)
you like a trained dog, b*tch, you ain’t going far (baow, baow, baow)
no, you like a limp d*ck, you ain’t going hard, for real (yeah)
got a degree just to prove a point, a graduate with honors (graduate with honors)
head stupid, he like, “you on point, how is you a scholar?”
i’m a hustler, i can really turn a penny to a dollar, yeah (turn a penny to a dollar)
from the trenches, i’m coming for the commas (yeah)
i got therapy once a week, i’m working on my temper (i’m working on my temper)
d*mn, when we fighting? when i see her, i’m a thimp her (graow)
claim she don’t like girls, but let pretty brayah tempt her (brayah)
claim she hard to get, huh, pretty brayah hit her (woo)
speeding past you hoes, you b*tches impeding traffic (skrrt)
y’all said y’all ran the city, lol, sis, what happened? (what happened?)
i’m talking vera, nicki when i say my sis be rappin’ (yeah)
i’m talking all you mad b*tches when i say they cappin’ (they is)
say my name a couple times, i pop up like i’m candyman (baow, baow, baow, baow)
old as h*ll hating on me, who done let the granny in? (baow, baow, baow, baow)
booked and busy, flying out, coming back, booked again (yeah, yeah)
brayah weak, she can’t rap, double take, look again
moving like a secretary, stacking all my paper (my paper)
mama did it by herself, so on fathers day, i thank her
came a long way from squatting, getting water from the neighbors (yeah)
i resonate with real b*tches, silver spoons hate her (uh*huh)
guilty by association, smacked her ’cause she knew about it (baow)
if she say we beefin’, please ask her what she do about it (uh)
i got tunnel vision, i’m headed to the top (i’m headed to the top)
my star power different, b*tch, i’m everything they not (i’m everything they not)
[outro]
listen, i know everybody be braggin’ about how they dropped out
well, i’m braggin’ about how i graduated
now i know my freestyle had nothin’ to do with that, but listen
you can still chase your dreams and have a degree behind it, for real
you can still finish high school, college, all that, and chase your dreams
don’t let these people fool you, okay?
you ain’t gotta drop out to look cool ’cause i’m beautiful and i’m educated and i’m talented, so
period

- pretty brayah lyrics

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