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I was made for this shit, rookie of the year
I wouldn't show up for the freshman list
Your swag expired, you ain't fresh like this
Shit on all my haters, I'ma make them pissed
I was made for this shit, rookie of the year
I wouldn't show up for the freshman list
Your swag expired, you ain't fresh like this
Shit on all my haters, I'ma make them pissed

Trade my Honda to a Bentley
Now these fuckboys wanna end me
Ammunition, I got plenty
I squeezed it till it's empty
My haters, they resent me
Never checking what they send me
Don't touch me, I ain't friendly
I'm driving foreigns, I ain't renting
Your career is stuck on pending
The corner what I'm bending
You're thinking about lending
My money I ain't sending
You can't get a penny
You wanna see me fail because I'm balling
You a fake and we ain't got nothing in common
You didn't pick up when you saw me calling
So you wouldn't catch me if you saw me falling
Be careful who you shit on, they might make it, you never know
Don't try to come around me if you wasn't here before
You say you need some tickets, wanna see me at my show
I put my bitch in VIP, I put you on the floor

I was made for this shit, rookie of the year
I wouldn't show up for the freshman list
Your swag expired, you ain't fresh like this
Shit on all my haters, I'ma make them pissed
I was made for this shit, rookie of the year
I wouldn't show up for the freshman list
Your swag expired, you ain't fresh like this
Shit on all my haters, I'ma make them pissed

I'm rolling off a bean and I'm stoned
I just did a interview with Rolling Stone
My teachers used to call my momma on the phone
I failed in all my classes, hated going home
Got-Got a lot of problems that I handle on my on
Remember making beats and feeling stuck inside my home
And now when I come home, I'm fucking every bitch I know
I just show my chain off to Lil Uzi on the phone
I feeling in my zone, I took two 30's to the dome
I heard they pitch they shit up just so they can match my tone
I'm balling, you can't stand it how I keep you on your toes
No motion picture money rewinds in my video
When I'm in my city, I feel like I'm Rambo
My bro like a mechanic, always keep the hammer close
Do I believe in heaven? To be honest, I don't know
But I believe in Ghosts and I believe in Lambo's

I was made for this shit, rookie of the year
I wouldn't show up for the freshman list
Your swag expired, you ain't fresh like this
Shit on all my haters, I'ma make them pissed
I was made for this shit, rookie of the year
I wouldn't show up for the freshman list




Your swag expired, you ain't fresh like this
Shit on all my haters, I'ma make them pissed

Overall Meaning

In this song, NAV asserts his dominance in the rap game by proclaiming that he was "made for this shit" and is the "rookie of the year." He also disses those who he believes are not on his level, telling them that their "swag expired" and they are not as "fresh" as he is. Throughout the song, he brags about his success and wealth, trading his Honda for a Bentley and boasting about putting his "bitch in VIP."


However, NAV also acknowledges that he has faced obstacles in his journey to success. He mentions being a bad student and failing all of his classes, but now he is interviewed by Rolling Stone and has become famous. He also acknowledges that he has haters who resent him and his success, but he uses that as motivation to keep going and making them "pissed."


Overall, NAV's "Freshman List" is a song about asserting one's dominance and success in the rap game, while also acknowledging the struggles that come with it.


Line by Line Meaning

I was made for this shit, rookie of the year
I have always known that I was meant to be successful and recognized as the best, even from the beginning of my career.


I wouldn't show up for the freshman list
I am already beyond being a freshman and being recognized as part of a list of new artists. I am on a different level.


Your swag expired, you ain't fresh like this
You are not up to par with my style and level of success. You are outdated and irrelevant compared to me.


Shit on all my haters, I'ma make them pissed
I am confident in my abilities and will use any negativity and hate towards me as fuel for my success. Those who doubt me will regret it when they see how far I've come.


Trade my Honda to a Bentley
I have worked hard to upgrade my status and lifestyle, from driving an average car to now owning a luxurious Bentley.


Now these fuckboys wanna end me
Jealous and resentful individuals are now wanting to bring me down and stop my success.


Ammunition, I got plenty
I am always prepared to defend my success and reputation, no matter the circumstances or people trying to bring me down.


I squeezed it till it's empty
I will not back down or give up in the face of adversity. I will exhaust all of my resources and abilities to achieve my goals.


Your career is stuck on pending
Others' careers are not progressing as quickly or successfully as mine, and they are envious of my accomplishments.


You're thinking about lending, my money I ain't sending
People who are only interested in my wealth and success will not receive any financial assistance or support from me.


Be careful who you shit on, they might make it, you never know
One should not underestimate or mistreat others, as they may rise to success and surpass your expectations.


I just did a interview with Rolling Stone
My success has now gained the attention and recognition of major media outlets and publications.


Got-Got a lot of problems that I handle on my on
Despite my success and achievements, I still face challenges and struggles that I overcome on my own.


And now when I come home, I'm fucking every bitch I know
My success and status have attracted many romantic opportunities, and I am enjoying the benefits of my hard work and dedication.


I heard they pitch they shit up just so they can match my tone
Other artists are attempting to copy my style and success, but they will always fall short and be imitators rather than true innovators.


My bro like a mechanic, always keep the hammer close
My close friends and associates are always prepared to defend and protect me, no matter the situation or danger.


Do I believe in heaven? To be honest, I don't know
Despite my success, I still have questions and uncertainty about the bigger picture of life and the afterlife.


But I believe in Ghosts and I believe in Lambo's
I have faith in the supernatural and the materialistic aspects of success and wealth. These beliefs drive me towards my goals and aspirations.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Navraj Goraya, Rex Kudo, Ryan Vojtesak

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