Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Skool Daze, artist - Wale. Album song Folarin, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.12.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Monster
Song language: English
Skool Daze |
Paint that picture real quick |
That public school bullshit I went through or whatever if you want to call it |
Understand where I’m coming from |
School daze in this mother fucker |
Vick and Mohammed told me ride on these niggas |
I told them stop it, that’s a problem cause I fathered these niggas |
You see a lot of these niggas, just is part of my vision |
They got rich up off my image, what they gonna do when I switch it |
I got bitches on bitches, cause my penmanship pimpin' |
Fuck a pen man my mind is a palette, fuck around turn a track to a picture |
Hol' up, this art class for them trap doors and react to it |
I was out there when them packs moved, but never got to it cause I had school |
That’s a fact too, my class full when I had to |
No gym class for your bitch ass, you can get cut up with a number 2 |
Come through with that gun too, how a rap nigga make me uncomfortable |
Nigga wouldn’t believe it only me and a teacher |
Up in woodshop class without a tool |
Just another nigga with an attitude |
Slingin' adderall to a latitude |
Couple blacks and latins, I was astronaut, then when the spaceman jump man I |
need the loot |
Short bus on the way to school, hoes puttin' this game to lose, but I came to |
won |
Went to school with some cold-blood niggas, I ain’t finna be scared of y’all, |
God damn |
A few shinin' stars know exactly who you are |
Be your shinin' star |
Every intention to ride on these niggas |
Eatin' free lunch Monday through Friday just like all of these niggas |
But I ain’t tryna grow up like all of these niggas |
But I ain’t tryna be in wars with all of these niggas |
I’m a blend in, I’m a get in where I fit in, I’m a do me |
See some white kids in the hallway, they get all A’s but they do E |
Truthfully as far as shootin' fouls I was 2 and 3 |
My record doe, they respect it doe, cause them group home niggas was just too |
deep |
And we was too deep, and it’s a big difference |
Niggas talkin' bout bullies I saw children on dippers |
Mothers is strippers, trouble was frequent |
Survival of the fittest, weaklings don’t make it a weekend |
And to think these rappers still tryna scare somebody |
Still never hit a body, wrote a million songs about it |
And meanwhile I’m the shit like a fully-functioning somersaulting porta-potty |
'Til I’m off to college |
School daze |