Damn, it's the 7th already, only 6 in the morning, getting up already
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The sun ain't even up, my eyelids still heavy
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The breath smells of vodka and'
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Hair is so nappy and clothes is so freshly'
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Back to Bronx in after school locking'
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Chopping with moms, she knows that I will save money
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Tryna convince her that this time I really saved money
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Buying both our clothes with stained money
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Tryna explain that it's all just the same money
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But she knows it's really game money
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I said, 'Momma, what the difference if I make money?'
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She said, 'If you take for me, you'll take from me'
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And as long as I'll pay for it, she will pray for me
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Back to school
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September 7th
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| Chance The Rapper |
