3rd Grade Lyrics

Raszway the first and last way nigga

I knew all I needed was some gas I'm ready now, Ice Life

Look, remember when I met Rasz in the third grade

I swear my nigga shouldn't be dead in first place

I swear the day I got that text that shit hurt me

He was the third I put a 3 up on my jersey

Long live Rob like we was snatchin' purses

He call me a opp but it ain't that in person

Can't call me a opp and then be actin' nervous

Brodie wanna pop 'em I know that ain't worth it

Hard on myself 'cause I know I ain't perfect

So if I chase perfect is the chase worth it

Know they fakin' perfect and the chase ain't workin

The snakes is on the surface I know they some serpents

Sometimes I feel like patience is the sacrifice

Shit I'll be patient when I make it won't go back in time

Life was passin' by I wasn't satisfied

Ain't get to tell Rasz goodbye I was sad inside

These hoes'll have you dyin' better have ya iron

I ball like Shaq in prime bring da basket down

Raszway, who want smoke ain't talkin' black 'n mild

Raszway, who want smoke just like a pack of loud

Raszway, who want smoke ain't talkin' black 'n mild

Raszway, who want smoke just like a pack of loud

Is the ice right, if you rollin' up that grabba is the spice right

My niggas rollin' up in traffic is yo life right

My niggas really out here trappin' is the price right ay this that Ice life ay

Crazy how I knew him since the third grade

And a pussy nigga did my dawg the worst way

Look how you left a couple days after yo birthday

Raszway the first way and the last way

Remember when I met Rasz in the third grade

I swear my nigga shouldn't be dead in first place

I swear the day I got that text that shit hurt me

He was the third I put a 3 up on my jersey

Long live Rob like we was snatchin' purses

He call me a opp but it ain't that in person

Can't call me a opp and then be actin' nervous

Brodie wanna pop 'em I know that ain't worth it