Ace Volar - Graduation Day (feat. Gritt) Lyrics

Where you going for college
'Cause boy this rap shit you really better let it go

Aye
It's the La Di Da Di
That really came to party, oh my b
I'm really not a good influence on Kim or Ashley
I'm sorry that I'm asking but do you feel like a bad ting
Do you feel like you still have dreams
You remember what we did last night on the bathroom sink
You came down to the studio then you asked to sing
You saw that long house note then your instincts had you on your knees

Oh man look who it is
Mr. rap a bit and now he do it big
Mr. never give a damn about his grades
Mr. skip school and smoke with his friends
Mr. I don't give a damn if I pass
Mr. I don't give a damn about this class
Mister, you, with the headphones
Young man where is your hall pass

Where you going for college
You choosing money over knowledge
Where you going for college
'Cause boy this rap shit you really better let it go, hey
Where you going for college
You choosing money over knowledge
Where you going for college
'Cause boy this rap shit you really better let it go, hey

Uh, I'm so close to a college dropout
I want a Lamborghini Mercy so all this money can fall out
I know this is our room, but respect me though
Before I let you know
That I kind of f*cked your hoe
I mean it's like so, so
But it's college you already know how that shit go
I give you my hoe, you give me your hoe
We pass them like photos
And I f*cked your new hoe she drive a Volvo
But you knew that though
Aye but you knew that though
Aye but you knew that though
Aye we should be ashamed
But this how I got my name, she starting to know the game
I guess she got our picture
I guess she got a mister, that talk too much
Ran his mouth for a shoulder rub
Damn, you ran your mouth for a shoulder rub
Bitch
Bitch

Where you going for college
You choosing money over knowledge
Where you going for college
'Cause boy this rap shit you really better let it go, hey
Where you going for college
You choosing money over knowledge
Where you going for college
'Cause boy this rap shit you really better let it go, hey

Boy this rap shit you really better let it go
"Let him in," that's what they say if he got a Lettermen
Never live a normal life I got special plans
To put my mom in a Benz then a better Benz
I ain't never gon' settle
Wake up then make another promise not to settle in
I need it all, this school shit for the fall
And to be honest my nigga my balance better than all
My teacher said what happen if it don't work out
Or what happen if I don't work out
"How you gon' go on tour with Sickle Cell"
I told my teacher don't be worried I'll be big as hell
And when I make it back home I'ma hit her cell
And send her ass some mail, like nah this ain't from jail
I got a house bigger than yours and I ain't go to Yale
I passed the biggest test of all you can keep your fails

Where you going for college
You choosing money over knowledge
Where you going for college
'Cause boy this rap shit you really better let it go, hey
Where you going for college
You choosing money over knowledge
Where you going for college
'Cause boy this rap shit you really better let it go, hey