Old School Caddy

Hit-Boy

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    [Verse 1: Hit-Boy]
    I wish I paid more attention in school sometimes
    But then again, I was thinking of beats and rhymes
    Because of that, I just bought something clean for mom
    And got my favorite girl giving me piece of mind
    That mean brain, I always know my aim
    But when you dream big, n*ggas say you insane
    Ain't no way that you gonna make it happen
    I know my beats is crazy but I really started rapping
    Back in action, it continues, I'm eating what's on the menu
    Any n*gga wanna see me, come meet me up at the venue
    Remember to bring your skrilla cause I don't do sh*t for free
    And if you want a track, get ready to pay a fee
    And if you want to act like syndicated TV
    Old ass n*gga, step aside for the new surf swag n*gga
    My sh*t iller, matter of fact my sh*t killer
    Them n*ggas clones, I'm getting on for being realer

    [Hook (x2)]
    I'ma get mine 'til the world don't spin
    Cruising down the block trying to clock my ends
    Old school Caddy or a new school Benz
    Old school Caddy or a new school Benz

    [Verse 2: Hit-Boy]
    I wish I paid less attention to girls sometimes
    Cause I dunno if she riding for me or the shine
    And I dunno if I'm wasting my quality time
    But what I know is I'm addicted to b*tches that's fly
    Fine linen while I'm gripping this wood in my ride
    Wine sipping while I'm chilling and feeling the vibe
    Why n*ggas wanna act like it's all a mirage
    Cause if I told you I'm the sh*t then I wouldn't be lying
    Uh, young playa with a skip school swag
    But by the time I turned 20 I was popping tags
    I guess I did the right thing like Spike said
    A pair of Js and a dream, trying to get ahead
    Now I'm on a first class trip with a first class b*tch
    Getting brain in my seat, I call it air head
    Big things looking small from the Lear jet
    I'm waiting at the finish line, you ain't there yet

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    [Hook (x2)]
    I'ma get mine 'til the world don't spin
    Cruising down the block trying to clock my ends
    Old school Caddy or a new school Benz
    Old school Caddy or a new school Benz

    [Verse 3: Kid Cudi]
    Please, won't you tell me who did it
    The illest motherf*cker, your friendly neighborhood menace
    Promise I'll be back, it's a fact
    That n*ggas who think that they nice ain't gonna shine
    Next to me cause my aura too bright
    Do the f*ckers sit on top, I'm knocking n*ggas off
    No we won't knock it off
    It's the price you pay to play hardball, wit' wizard n*ggas
    Forced my hand, now I'd love to end these n*ggas
    But my daughter got a father who is off his f*cking rocker
    Known around the globe as a stoner chief rocker
    Rage ripper, honest little motherf*cker
    In the SLS stuntin' like a motherf*cker
    I tell the moon don't fail me now
    A n*gga getting close to happy, I say
    I tell my mom she raised a hell of a child
    Four kids alone with no daddy
    Real sh*t

    [Hook (x2)]
    I'ma get mine 'til the world don't spin
    Cruising down the block trying to clock my ends
    Old school Caddy or a new school Benz
    Old school Caddy or a new school Benz

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