Remember when it was easy
To try not to get caught
Never thinking of the consequences
Trading cigarettes for a 75 cents at school
Testing the hussle, that frown you hear about
Ditch class and smoke ****
Forget about the rules
Go lay under the stars
May 23, 2015
May 23, 2015 at 1:47 AM UTC
Remember when it was easy
To try not to get caught
Never thinking of the consequences
Trading cigarettes for a 75 cents at school
Testing the hussle, that frown you hear about
Ditch class and smoke ****
Forget about the rules
Go lay under the stars
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