Taelor Gray - Moral Tower lyrics

[Intro:] Remember when, when when? Yeah, yo [Verse 1:] My daddy and my momma got me this old Honda And it didn't have a engine Had to get it towed off And then I wrecked it in a day It's the second day of college Liability insurance took it, then I'm back to walkin' And I'm bitter on my campus cause I didn't have a phone I'm flirtin' with these girlies, couldn't call 'em when they home The tension was so s**ual like when they braid my hair If we beefin' then I'm nappy in my cla**es, I don't care I'ma bust the illest [?] spendin' all my money kickin' it Then I smoke that good good, and I'm the illest lyricist But it wasn't good good when they sent that letter to me I done lost my full ride, tough to really get up from it Wasn't like the Kappa type, just want my cap and gown Cap it off, I met this girl that's tryna take me outta town But I'm writin' all this poetry, this pretty Puerto Rican Took her to a dance in my momma's van on the weekend And that's the last night we speakin' Couple more drunk nights then I'ma talk to Jesus Couple more drunk nights then I'ma hit depression I'ma hit the swisher when you pa** it Loosen up the pressure Guess I let you see me lookin', lookin' like I played myself Just as long as you can see it, clearly I can't save myself [Break:] Oh wait, there's more [Verse 2:] Like, like 13th grade, 13th grade My roommate was nice with the clippers and the fade This all black student floored learnin' 'bout the slaves The past and the current ones who couldn't make the grade See them black girls walkin' 'round in head wraps late night Leavin' with the athletes and frats on a date night This lil' flip bumpin' from the room when it's crackin' And when it's time to study all you heard was Michael Jackson It's excellence and poverty all in close quarters The failures and successes sleepin' in the same borders It's hustlers and scholars turnin' calculus to dollars Sellin' snakes, weed, and sneakers while they talkin' to they mommas I'ma get it, by any means take it from you In a institution where the enemies will take it from you Dress up as professors, second guess us It's a trade Please don't get nobody pregnant, you supportin' Sallie Mae Look I never will forget my first church service high I'm sittin' in the balcony, the closest to the sky Somethin' told me that my dad really knew that I was bakin' More than likely he just glad I really wasn't fakin' I don't make it if I wasn't here Guess I learned something here While I got this buzzin' here I guess I'll let you judge me here But I ain't tryna leave it in your hands My Father told me He got other plans We gon' see