Wasted

Wasted college nights Stuffing woodies to the brim Empty liquor in my liver trying to fix ya from ya sin Validate my pain cuz the result is in the pen Take a couple L's but the end result is a win The culture say f*ck a friend The vultures eat up your beauty and Ulta t-up ya skin scream father free us within Father free us from us sin But Jesus be in the heater We leaving it up to him We leaving it up to him I'm on track now I'm on track now They say Nate oh you rap now get on a track now Spit some shit bout BLM got you proud to be black now I be rocking stone cold raps, got that smack down I'm a raw nigga, soft niggas better back down Cuz we eating like we Zeke. And we eat bon apetit Ride the beat like it's a jeep I'm not normal I'm a freak A freak of nature Dojo full of cold hard niggas got a team of glaciers Being patient is the key I was made rip the beat These rappers carbon copies, they mannequins made in factories It's a travesty But I'm still him nigga Wasted college nights Stuffing woodies to the brim Wasted college nights Stuffing woodies to the brim Wasted college nights Stuffing woodies to the brim