A.B. - This Song's Title lyrics

[Hook 1] [Verse 1] The chronicles of a college kid Whos demolishin' Anyone who movin' wrong Never been apologin' Cut they supply Watch they artwork fade then die Since that coupe evade the sky We speed and swervin' till we die Don't press your luck That bu*ton's worn outt That young new kid that they warn 'bout Sonnin' uppercla**men 'bout the dorrm route Flow's k**in' and chillin' but it's warm out So ya'll don't have to run inside, I'm k**in' Odes Beat the odds, Marchin' over the Public so I fear the Ides Son I'm on rise, so I'm heatin' up No demise in dem eyes, These the nights we dreamin' of [Hook] [Deep Hook] [Verse 1] I'm steady yellin' Sip it sip it sip it up Pour it and floor it So we spillin' but we ain't give a f** Soarin' explorin' All these lanes they try fit us in Stat-croppin', Backdroppin' I ain't fittin' in My range ain't deminishin' Who gon' start it up, we've been expectin' They say they like your set's sounds, then want you to be respectin'-mann f** that sh** they on, mask and disguises Thinkin' bout that We celebrate and laugh as we risin' Freshest on ya stereo We pushin trips off that dash Piff and then pa** My eyes gettin' very low Future's sunny but this reign ain't stoppin' Takin' honeys from dummy's, who lyin' sayin' I'm floppin Used to be black and gold now we I'm on that red and white Sent these rappers packin' home, gon' get more ahead tonight Sounds keep bumpin heavy, Music circulating steady My dudes ready, wit me, blowin up in my city, watch the rest ignite [Hook] [Deep Hook] [Outro]