Elementary (Remix) lyrics

[Chorus: Jusblow]
Been doing this sh*t since elementary
You ain't a ten year n*gga then you ain't sh*t to me
I ain't yo homie I ain't yo bro you ain't kin to me
A lot of n*ggas they snake they call them frienemies
I be getting to the money man f*ck my enemies
I only roll backwoods when I smoke my enemies
Stay busting off a flat, b*tch I love that ecstasy
We been doing this sh*t since elementary

[Verse 1]
300
Just ask about me, b*tch I'm really in the skreets (huh)
We been doing this sh*t since elementary (elementary b*tch)
You ain't no fifteen year n*gga you ain't sh*t to me (you ain't sh*t to me b*tch)
Neck shot, headshot I leave his brains up in the skreets
n*ggas be acting so crazy, although n*ggas ain't really so crazy
Who that lil b*tch I then f*cked yo o'lady
You don't work then yo dumb ass must be lazy
Rolling off 5th with bro nem we going crazy
All that hatin' sh*t that sh*t don't faze me
f*ck is you crazy her head amazing
But I would not chase b*tch is so basic (huh)
And it's ten grams in the wood when I smoke my enemy (dead n*gga)
All these n*ggas so fu, man I call 'em frienemies (fu n*gga)
Who you, you just got up in the skreets (300)
Most n*ggas they b*tches they ain't really in the skreets (nah)
[Chorus: Jusblow]
Been doing this sh*t since elementary
You ain't a ten year n*gga then you ain't sh*t to me
I ain't yo homie I ain't yo bro you ain't kin to me
A lot of n*ggas they snake they call them frienemies
I be getting to the money man f*ck my enemies
I only roll backwoods when I smoke my enemies
Stay busting off a flat, b*tch I love that ecstasy
We been doing this sh*t since elementary

[Verse 2: Jusblow]
Been toting that forty since I was a shorty
When I was fifteen had a clip that was twice my age
Had a different gun for a different day
Shoot his block up different ways
I'm 100 x 6 ain't switching ways
In a foreign with yo b*tch u be switching lanes
Smoked a new pack yo homie got cooked today
Keep a backwood when I roll I stay off my enemies
Want a feature from blow it's gone be about a key
When I was down on my ass man you wasn't friends with me
One shot headshot took him out like Kennedy
Baby these n*ggas ain't crazy
30 on me like I was born in the 80's
Racks in my pocket I know that they hate it
Telling mama I know I'ma make it
Way I was raised, they know I was gone take it
Alot of these rappers they lying, they faking
Loving that b*tch but to me she so basic
Black on black crime so my Glock is so racist
[Chorus: Jusblow]
Been doing this sh*t since elementary
You ain't a ten year n*gga then you ain't sh*t to me
I ain't yo homie I ain't yo bro you ain't kin to me
A lot of n*ggas they snake they call them frienemies
I be getting to the money man f*ck my enemies
I only roll backwoods when I smoke my enemies
Stay busting off a flat, b*tch I love that ecstasy
We been doing this sh*t since elementary