Ghetto Graduation (feat. Ameer Vann & Lil Saint)

Jesus–, Jesus–, Jesus walk on water
He the one who sobs
Look out for your brothers
I could walk on these hoes
I don't open doors, I just fuck my hoes
And kick 'em to the door, and I prove it
Not for you, but for me, bitch, stupid
Treat 'em like a soldier, keep 'em in my holster
I barely wanna know her, but I really wanna wife her
Need my nigga there too, now we lookin' like disciples, huh
I flex my whole balance every day, huh
All by myself, talkin' to myself
Look out for your workers
He the one who sobs coconut water, huh
Concrete dreams, dedicate time to my mother
Be my hands, see me, see me talk
Too many bodies in this room, I'm gettin' pissed off
You let her on your secret
Horrified when I meet you
I'm mixing everything perfect

I'm familiar with being alone, huh
(Whatchu talkin' 'bout?)
(Whatchu talkin' 'bout?)
I'm familiar with being alone, huh
(Whatchu talkin' 'bout?)
(Whatchu talkin' 'bout?)
(Are you talkin' to me?)
I'm familiar with being alone, huh
(Whatchu talkin' 'bout?)
(Whatchu talkin' 'bout?)
I'm familiar with being alone, huh
(Whatchu talkin' 'bout?)
(Whatchu talkin' 'bout?)

Hyenas in a Hyundai, all day
Monday through to Sunday
Lookin' for a bitch boy, let his head run
Do my dance on his grave, on the dead ones
Pussy, we gon' have to see your head run
Pussy, fuck your granny and your day one
Pussy, fuck your side and your main one
Pussy, we gon' have to see your head run
Hit his face, hit his level, leave his face numb
Smack that motherfucker like I'm Akon
So high, bet he thought I threw a napalm
Take him on a enemy vacation
Dance on his grave like a ghetto graduation
Take him on a enemy vacation
Dance on his grave like a ghetto graduation
Take him on a enemy vacation

I'm familiar with being alone, huh
(Whatchu talkin' 'bout?)
(Whatchu talkin' 'bout?)
I'm familiar with being alone, huh
(Whatchu talkin' 'bout?)
(Whatchu talkin' 'bout?)
(Are you talkin' to me?)
I'm familiar with being alone

Lord Jesus, swear to God
Keep talking, that's how niggas get robbed
Southside, low Messiah
Line 'em up, I'ma set 'em on fire
I thought I told you hoes, don't fuck with me
I made my peace with everything wrong with me
All of these demons sing my song with me
I made my darkness plain for all to see
Look, I'm a loser (I'm a loser)
I'm a stoner (I'm a stoner)
If it's bad for a nigga, I want it (I want it)
In the grave, but I rise in the morning
All alone, that's exactly how I want it

I'm familiar with being alone, huh
(Whatchu talkin' 'bout?)
(Whatchu talkin' 'bout?)
I'm familiar with being alone, huh
(Whatchu talkin' 'bout?)
(Whatchu talkin' 'bout?)
I'm familiar with being alone, huh
(Whatchu talkin' 'bout?)
(Whatchu talkin' 'bout?)
I'm familiar with being alone, huh
(Whatchu talkin' 'bout?)
(Whatchu talkin' 'bout?)
I'm familiar with being alone, huh

Do you remember last time I made it home?
Do you remember last time I made it home?
Do you remember last time I made it home?
Do you remember last time I made it home?
Do you remember last time I made it home?