Ceiling Fan Lyrics

Secondary school they hate on me, they hate on me
Now I graduate they hate on me, like
How you get that money stick up in the ceiling fan
How you get that money stick up in the ceiling fan

Secondary school they hate on me, they hate on me
Now I graduate they hate on me, like
How you get that money stick up in the ceiling fan
How you get that money stick up in the ceiling fan

Stick up in the ceiling fan
DM me that p*ssy print
She told me to pull up in the PM please don't call or text
Just land the coordinates
I feel so emotionless
Maybe cause my mind complex and all I see's hypocrisy 
Yall keep flexing all that money but that shit a mockery
All I want is Jesus save me but he do not talk to me Yo I paved the way for yall so don't act like I ain't concrete
Cocky niggas boasting figures acting like they got me
Like I don't generate heat
Like I don't push that limit
Like I don't shit on niggas
Copy, fax, yo scan the line your paper need refilling
You need to pay attention
Secondary school they hate on me, they hate on me
Now I graduate they hate on me, like
How you get that money stick up in the ceiling fan
How you get that money stick up in the ceiling fan

Secondary school they hate on me, they hate on me
Now I graduate they hate on me, like
How you get that money stick up in the ceiling fan
How you get that money stick up in the ceiling fan

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