[Intro] I see you busy workin', still busy soul searching You ain't perfect, but you deserve it Always hungry, but you never crave attention But you deserve it boy, this is your commencement [Verse 1] Oh yeah, your boy finally made it Cap and gown, you know I graduated Been rapping since 11th grade Just a hobby, maybe one day it gets the bills paid But until then I'm on my grind Stealing the show like a petty crime Got my dad on a pedastal, and my mom already got her own shrine Leader of the new school community Got the diploma, diplomatic immunity Drop gems like I can't handle jewelry And treat every instrumental like a eulogy Just a soft spoken boy from the hardest city, wouldn't be right if I was from another Can't nobody guard me like my sister, but I look like my older brother Tell the world stop comparing the two My brother told me "Ain't nobody better than you Well, except for me", I used to keep it G Now it's S-h-a-b-a double z The same beast but a different animal Roam the hallways to find the lecture halls Pull all nighters like a string's attached Niggas plottin' like a statistics class Valedictorian when it comes to the rhymin' See me dodgin' these loans like bullets flyin' With all this stress imma need to rest I tell em, I'll wait until the day I'm dead [Hook] You know this is the day that you've been waiting for This is the day that they all won't be able to ignore Look around, there ain't nobody else on this stage And when you walk across it, everybody will know your name This is your commencement You ain't perfect but you working I know you busy soul searching Shine bright cause you deserve it This is your commencement I know you love it, you don't do it cause you done it You reached the top and there's no one else above you This is Converse with God like some sneakers Earn my stripes like Adidas Say caio to the Bellas, I'm feeling like Cena Expectations near venus, shit I feel like Serena Power up for the scouters, it's over 9000, tell Vegeta I'm what you gon' blast in your speakers Hit my email for the features Hit my phone 'fore I delete ya Voice mail full, you can't reach us This is only the intro and niggas can't believe what they heard They gon' tell their friends that boy Shabazz's snappin' like its spoken word [Hook] [Interlude] Yeah I deserve it I know you see me workin' Yeah I deserve it I'm busy workin' [Hook] x2

[Intro] Summer days (x5) Take me away, to my escape, we gon live it up another day [Verse 1] Rollin through the city like I got no where to show up My homies say they down, they like where we supposed to pull up Oh my God, oh my God, summer knights, I'm on my guard Summer days, I just serve em like I'm Geoffrey or Gerard On the court I'm on my guard, like I'm Steph I stir the pot Dopest boy at my school, just look at these Jays I rock Always been a good kid, but I've been solo these days Only worry bout me, myself and I these days Beyonce, got my bills up like I'm Chauncey Burning money, R.I.P to these Hamiltons, look at what this lifestyle cost me Nothing, just like these fake friends Always looking for a handout, arms stretched out with open hands Dr. Dre Beats on to drown out the noise Now it's gasping for air, but it don't have a choice Drink until my memories fade away like I'm 23 I'm doing big things and I ain't even 23 [Hook] 60 on the highway with the radio blaring All eyes on me, and now the whole world staring I'm doing me, and I ain't worried bout you You can't kill my vibe, even if you tried to Summer days (x5) Take me away, to my escape, we gon live it up another day [Interlude] Summer days (x7) [Verse 2] I bump "No Ceilings" in the booth, got no ceilings blew off the roof They can't handle you when they know that you the truth I just know that I'm the greatest, you surprised, I thought you knew Work that 9 to 5 boy, you know this lifestyle ain't for you Stay up all night to write these songs, look at what I'm left with A bunch of self doubt wondering if its the best thing Can't tell my fam who I really am till I make it This music food for your soul, you ain't eating till I make it In the kitchen watch me bake it Road to success, watch me pave it I take it, you can't create this or make this There's no debating, let's face it This music's dope because I laced it, this paper I chase it Till my pockets are a country club, and only let in white faces That's racist, summer days are amazing Me and my boys on the highway and it look like we racing Lord, I got enemies, lord I got enemies Funny thing is, they never seem to get to me [Hook] x2 [Outro] Summer days (x5) Summer days be my escape, summer days take me away Summer days (x5) Summer days be my escape, summer days take me away credits

[Hook] x2 So don't you, so don't you worry bout me baby, No don't you, no don't you worry bout me I'll be straight, I'll be good Wouldn't trade places if I could I'm better than I once was I thought you understood [Verse 1] Walk up in the building, they be like "Who is this?" "Ain't you that boy I saw rapping 'bout no limits I be like "Ain't too much is different" Like Bino, I've always been this good you just weren't listening Now get ya jaw up off the floor and pick ya face up Always knew the old me, would never cut it so I shaped up I used to never want to be me, when I would wake up Pockets wanna model on IG, Gotta get my cake up Got more drive than LA during rush hour Me and my asian brother Justin makin music, it's the soundtrack to Rush Hour So don't you rush ours, we only trying to make it perfect I remember when I thought this rapping shit was never worth it But I'm back up with a different flow Set the pick, I'm on a roll In a class of my own, dropped out, still made the honor roll I don't break the rules, but it bends like Mercedes or Beckham It's Shabazz baby, now you know, you better respeck him [Hook] [Verse 2] And I'll be, and I'll be better than I once was Yeah I'll be, yeah I'll be better than I once was Always been the quiet kid, but watch me use it to my advantage So if the money talking best believe I'm learning sign language And that's them dollar signs, but it ain't what I'm all about I just want to retire in Cali with a beachhouse And making sure my kids' kids' kids got it made With a maid, in 4 stories, never read the first page I count my blessings like I thought it was calories Peer pressured into drinking everything that was bad for me You can't complain when you're living life to the fullest And when the party's over, drunk dial Sandra Bullock My life's a movie, doing numbers at the box office I said my life's a movie never getting tired of watching Oh yeah, and tell Niykee Heaton give your boy a call Always believed in myself when no one did at all [Hook]

[Hook 1] It's been a minute now we got so grown It's been a minute since we wrote that song It's been a minute since we rocked that mic The whole hood on notice now we in the spotlight In the streets we gettin' love wherever we go All I needed was one shot, that's a free throw And If you feel me right now, then let me know Oh no no no [Verse 1] Who dat nigga from the 103 Screaming "How you like me now?" like he Kool Moe Dee I can't even front, feels like I'm the man now I told em man up before we have a man down Wait now that's before I knew ya Hands up for the boy like it's hallelujah This the gospel, mixed with the holy sermon This for the niggas who been with me off the rip like a torrent I mean who been really with me since the get go? If you roger that, I say 10-4 And this before the struggle mixtape days Before they crossed me and they had to look both ways I mean really, who would of thought that I'd be nice like this When I first started, couldn't imagine nights like this Say you wanna rap, then they just laugh that off Then hop on the bandwagon when it takes off I mean really, I wouldn't have it any other way Grew up being shy like a nigga name was Ye Dreaming of playing hoops like a nigga name was Flav Instead caught a body, 'fore the lawyer threw the case Aye, kill the beat whenever its a mic check Haters online fuck yaselves, that's Skype sex Excuse my explicit remark But if you trying to ride my wave, you better off swimming with sharks [Hook 1] [Intro] Dear Lord, please forgive me for what I'm bout to do If I kill these niggas, should I attend the funeral? [Hook 2] I'm something all you niggas ain't never seen before This shit ain't new, ya boy been doing this since 94 I thank the Lord for revealing those who gave me nothing All these voices in my head and they telling me one thing They saying kill it, kill it, kill it Kill it (x14) All they say is kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it (x2) [Verse 1] Oh so this was the nigga you forgot about huh? He been trying to audition for everyone who cast doubt This is that shit you ain't want me to bring out Admit it, this is that shit you ain't think I could bring out Deathbed made for everyone sleeping on me Style colder than an MBA, that's 2 degrees Can't box me in, box out like a shot missed Or out box these niggas, Mike Tyson fist Don't fuck with these niggas, Hogan knew best Don't fuck with these niggas, might run for president Burning bridges, but the people remain nameless I would say their names, but they might end up famous They think I'm the mailman, the way I push the envelope Couldn't hang with us even if we showed you the ropes Don't take it as an insult, take it as your own fault Put my feelings to the side, I'm waiting on the main course I feast on the weak, I'm a beast on these beats Kill niggas like I wore a badge in these streets Wouldn't think of it coming from a nigga like me But the best kept secrets are the ones you won't believe [Hook 2]

[Verse 1] Y'all thinkin' I can't flex but I'm strong arming the competition Not the nigga to fuck with, got it written on me like a composition Ain't worrying bout that old girl, I'm moving on to the next one Girl got them bags packed cause she trippin' off of my entrance When I touch down like six points You saving face like coupons Got a problem? We solve it like Houston Her top off like the roof gone Sippin liquid courage like eustace Fake niggas in ya pocket like rufus Walk a mile in my shoes? That's useless Cause you'd be runnin' shit if the shoe fits You keep it a hundred, I keep it a milli I'm visiting the banks like I'm from West Philly That's Hilary, Carlton, Ashley, and Sasha Thought it was gravy? It's saucy like pasta Got it on lock like a rasta, most of you niggas imposters Real G's only, the rest of you niggas are counterfeit dollars Oh lord, I'm just getting started I brainstorm in any weather Got the eye of the Tiger, I'm dating a jenner You a trending topic, I'm a trendsetter I'd rather get the point than the attention at center Cross arms with Smith and Wesson Cop rides like El' and Benson Passed class but I failed to mention We don't fuck with middle aged niggas and adolescents I'm fly as hell with no mileage on me I'm blurring lines like Miley's on me Scale's in my favor? I tipped it Your dream girl's a nightmare to live with If you buying dreams I'm selling it I don't give a fuck, I'm celibate And my wallet lookin' like a race war, with the black card and white presidents [Hook] I'm flexin', you ain't get the message? "What's next then?" Now that's a stupid question We step in, take over ya section No resting, do it all again the next day Who gon flex with us? (x3) You won't, You won't Who gon flex with us? (x3) You won't, You won't [Verse 2] Dark skin Mike Jack, mixed wit Eminem America's worst fear, a young American With melanin, and intelligence Just addressing facts, my residence Legend in the making, I aint make it yet I'mma showoff for the people who said he wack And make change outta niggas like new jack New Edition, I'm faded off the Brown No Son Liston, you can't go another round No son listen, you ain't fit to wear the crown No buts listen, I'm sonning all of you now Being me is such a blessing and a curse Stiff arm anyone who ain't been down with me first Skrt, Skrt, tell em bih Skrt Whip look like a schoolgirl when it go Skrt Swervin' through lanes when I'm out on the road All of my niggas are out of control Outta of my mind, it's taking a toll Suited for this shit, cracked the dress code Runnin' my mouth, there he go again Don't mind me, I'm talkin' all kind of shit Call a Uber, this ride full like a scholarship Not sorry for not being sorry, my apologies Yell cut if you act brand new to me You aint been real since day 1, 2, or 3 More street than a knockoff Louie V Hang with my dawgs when I'm at my lowest, Stewie G Living fast, I don't see myself slowing up Late to the party, be grateful I'm showing up This ain't the same nigga that you knew growing up Make niggas eat their words, now they throwing up [Hook]

[Hook] Let's get high together And we can see, our reflection in the sky I could think, of nothing better But to rest our heads on the clouds, treat em like our pillows now Let's get high together And we can see, ourselves in each other's eyes No rainy days, the perfect weather Got no business being on the ground We ain't never coming down [Verse 1] It's Shabazz, ya favorite rapper, flow is dapper Type to jump through hoops like Carter did with the Raptors I capture, everything that's picture perfect I got my camera ready, set, go now come correct Got me feeling high, I'm goku on a nimbus cloud When I'm with you, feels like I'm in front of a sellout crowd I'm rockin rhymes, the fans under holding signs They show me love like my momma does all the time I'm your mother's mother's favorite son We break bread, I save the crumbs You get high, and I know that I'm your favorite drug You can't get enough, save the rest for a rainy day I love you more than Kanye loves Kanye Better yet, more than Kel loves orange soda And no I, no I, no I don't smoke but [Hook] [Verse 2] No I don't smoke, but I might roll one with you Can't no one rain on our parade, got this umbrella for 2 I thought I told you, you special Style sharper than pencils, Erase your mind when your thoughts start to overwhelm you You know when you call, I'll answer when you want it This bachelor pad got too many, words written on it A marathon, the way I want to run my fingers through ya hair I don't know what it is, it must be the smoke in the air Got me coughing, like I'm buried with you I'm getting ahead of myself, haven't even talked marriage with you But I'm down to earth and I don't mind elevating to the solar And no I, no I, don't smoke but [Hook]

[Verse 1] I'm not shy, I'm just indifferent Or just reserved, i guess there ain't a fuckin' difference Now my momma wondering what I'm up to Told her you wouldn't understand if I told you She said, "son I don't know how to approach you" Boy it feels like I don't really even know you I've been speaking it's just that no one else would listen See what I'm saying? But no one understood my vision Keep everything bottled up, man I know this shit ain't healthy I would tell the world how I feel, if I thought that it could help me It won't, it won't, and I know, i know I'm not the only one, But God this feeling's such a lonely one, And I put this on everything, I won't end up the very same I'm gon' raise my voice like it's my child and that's on everything I know you see me, know you feel me Now you want me more revealing? Then I won't apologize for showing you the real me Do you hear me now?

[Verse 1] Looking in the mirror thinking I ain’t thin enough Looking at my GPA, fuck it, ain’t good enough Lost the confidence I had that made me who I was I loved myself before, I loved myself before Contradictions was my first love Got too possessive so I branched off Too much obsession for this music shit No point in living if I’m not doing it. Give me the love back I gave you all I got I’m only 22 and I say I want to die Something is wrong if I think it’s okay to write that Baby I’d never lie, baby I’d never lie White page, white to black. Wipe off the Saint like I repaint the plaque Pedestal pop, bet I won’t stop Bet a safe bet, but I bet I’m not Renegade, renegade, levitate, levitate What he say, what he say Get a god every day, catch a god in my lane I’m a god every day, ain’t a god need a break. I’m a god every day [Verse 2] A sick obsession, addicted to pessimism And some girl on my mind I'm trying to forget to mention OK you got it bad, curtain call then fade to black Pop champagne to celebrate, these niggas don't know how to act I don't know why, that's classified What's the point of going to class if I Can make words rhymes, but half the time, I don't even want to try Cause every move I make they magnify Glass half full of the good times I was that new kid in '05 6 years later I got that drive Next year I was that new kid, different situation 4 years later, this is what gave my music inspiration OK you got no limits Got my foot in the door and I kept my pivot Living for today, I can't see tomorrow I could beat the odds and then beat the charge Run circles around anyone on a track, that's an overlap Then fuck around and beat my PR like it's over my lap Not to sound petty, that's a humble brag Been humble since the day that I learned how to walk Don't preach to the choir if you don't understand what's being taught On a summer day, break the speed limit on the interstate Just to chase the dream that I can finally levitate

[Hook] x2 I'm gon make my momma proud, get my daddy that new house Tell my brother and my sister I love 'em Tell my niggas I got 'em, wouldn't be nowhere without 'em Thank you for the memories, I'll cherish them for eternity [Verse 1] I got love for everyone who supported You don't know but you gave me the confidence to record this I just want to make music for every black kid like me The kid who isn't hood, but never sold out, stocked inventory The kid who's always in way over his head And crushes on these girls who goes after these jerks instead Insecure premonition No wishing well, penny pinching But well wishes to these bitches, Excuse my lingo I faced my fears, scarred for life, I'm Pacino Inglorious tarrentino Oh my God, for goodness sake Dressed in all black like a funeral wake "But who died?" Not I, that's what they all need me to say And it goes [Hook] x2 [Verse 2] Passive aggressive Crossed this project off my checklist I dream reckless These feelings, I can't catch it Dropped the ball with one in my previous life But it's old news, the television playing reruns at night Her presence was a gift, I wrote about it in cursive I'd be lying if I said she ain't make me a better person Turned 22, early morning, listening to Tha Carter 2 Thinkin how some people switch up on you, they called the Audible They don't know I make music, part of me don't want it to change Because if I make it, I want to be treated the same I don't rap just to be an icon But I do want to end up, being what these girls in high school missed out on And it goes [Hook] x2 [Interlude] I think we're all feeling trapped I think we all just want to go back I think we all want to go back Sometimes I'm just feeling trapped [Hook] x2

[Verse 1] 8:30's the day, I done set it off Got a goodbye kiss from my mom before she took off All the fear I tried to shake off, but it ain't workin Angel on my shoulder, but I know the devil lurking New niggas all around me, feels like I'm successful These niggas ain't God but I feel em being judgmental I know I'm strugglin, I'm stranded in the deepend Only sanity I get is when I'm home on the weekend Keep it to myself cause I don't know how to express it Down for the 3 count when I'm wrestling with depression Then I wrote my first mixtape when the hurricane hit Named it after what I thought I didn't have It didn't solve my problem, now I gotta check the math But I'm slippin', like my grades no credit for participation I'm supposed to be on my grind but this the last year that I skated Run through the red cape to get thru the BB Switched schools, and went from double E to CS Don't know if I'll ever be happy, but I'm gone try I pray the old me forgives me for letting him die [Verse 2] But I aint done, it's a new flow I pulled out on 'em Old niggas mad cause they struck out when I changed up on 'em No pity party, I'm not sending you invitations I'm throwing up hail Mary's, like I prayed for precipitation My dad told me "Don't follow your dreams, nigga chase 'em" So I put the team on my back like I'm piggyback racing New phone, no contacts like bad vision Blake griffin, send the Clippers if the hair trigger needs a trimming Not violent, just sick of being taken for granted These niggas wishing I would, you don't want your wishes being granted I promised I'd do this on my own if you let me And if you gave me a chance, you'll never regret me Seen failure knocking on my door, I never answer Then act like everything's ok with me, I'm one hell of an actor Sell my soul if only I could buy happiness And wipe my mother's tears, just tell me where the napkin is Damn, I'm getting tired of acting I need a new profession Or 2 Excedrin, that's too depressing Change the subject like schools in session, this a newer lesson I'm sorry to everyone I let down like it's too heavy Too many conversations with people who don't give a fuck about me But this the real world, I'm starting to acclimate This is 4 years in the making, and I'm 'bout ready to graduate

[Verse 1] Back up in the building, everyone evacuate Sticking to the script, lines covered in masking tape And I'm raising the stakes, I put em up on my dinner plate That ain't a chip on my shoulder, it's the devil trying to conversate Blowing up like it's bombs away, Check the clock, it's that time of day Hater's the type to get under my skin like Scarlett J Go hard in the paint like I'm Shaq, I'm still talkin 'bout Johnson That nigga Meelz, he my young buck, like he play in Wisconsin But he a Maverick like Dallas, I state facts like an atlas You ain't Patricia, boy we gotta pat you down before you pass us That's an inside joke, you gotta be in my circle If you a square, that's a dead man walking like Hershel Try any angle you want, check ya pulse while you at it You outta shape boy, you breathing hard like asthmatics But this is greatness you witnessed You know this is Alpha Fitness I wrap that band around my wrist like it's Christmas, I'm gifted Now tell me something I didn't know Justin singing like Manilow Rap sessions with Steve and Marcano The flow ain't what it was before I'm such an arrogant bastard like Jonathan Flyer than Ariel, if I can't Mary Kate, I'll settle for Ashley then Stay above the influence but live below my means The whole fam ill, you gotta nurse the family Gene When I step on the scene, the whole hood applause Don't test me like the MCAT, cause like Garrick, I do this shit on Que Dawg [Verse 2] Name a nigga like me, I'll wait Wait, they don't make em like me, touche Couple shots of the D'uesse When the Grey Goose migrate, fly south to the OJ Doughboy like O'Shea Don't save her with a new cape, that's what Cole say Girl let's roleplay, I'm in my zone, don't rotate Fuck what you say My life is a highlight Turn a blind eye to the nice guy, end up with a bad time My life is the last line, see 'em on the sidelines Ball's in my court, no play time You don't realize I'm from the hood but I'm more like Dolapo and Moshood And I ain't just good, mothafucka I'm good [Outro] Oh you good? Yea we good Oh you good? Yea he good Oh you good? Yea she good