School Daze

Yeah (as we continue on) Take y'all back The name of this shit right here is called, "School Daze" To them school days Do remember, you're listening to The Come Up (yeah) DJ OnPoint, J. Cole (Fayettenam, what up, man?) Yo We came a long way from stick and move (come on) Niggas skipping school, just to scrap over bullshit Nigga if you lose, it's a wrap, them hoes clowning It goes down in the lunchroom I'm tryna spit this game, nigga, f*ck food Bust moves to the hallway My niggas posted on the wall always Ain't thinking about class, dawg, my ass tryna parlay If we had this shit our way, we'd be standing here all day But, look, the principal's coming, give pounds then we all skate All late to class with fake passes Living life in the fast lane but ain't passing They dreaming, tryna be the next Jay's and Dame Dashes Ain't even open my book and it's time to change classes Walk straight past my ex and don't speak It's all good, I'll probably have a new ex by next week I just think, the shit we did was silly, yo, I know that But what I wouldn't give to go back, hey Yeah, back in the days when I was young, I'm not a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again Yeah, I sit and wish I was a kid again Yeah, I sit and wish Yo, I walk another nigga girl to her class with my hand on her ass If he say what up later, I just laugh Real sneaky, yo, gotta keep it low up in math Let my nigga read this real freaky note Kiki wrote, yeah Hooping up in P.E. You can't see me on this gym floor (no) But, damn, Vanessa booty looking sick up in them gym shorts Uh, we bag 'em up, so y'all niggas gonna have to wait So they passing hate like, "Damn I can't wait 'til they graduate" But (is this what you want?) Some of my niggas'll probably never make it The SAT's, shit, man, I doubt they ever take it 'Cause instead of tryna send a nigga to a tutor Them guidance counselors tryna introduce us to recruiters It's a set-up Momma cut the light on, time to get up Make sure the shirt matching the Forces and then I head out At the time I thought this shit was so wack But what I wouldn't give to go back, yeah, hey Back in the days when I was young, I'm not a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again Yeah, I sit and wish I was a kid again Yeah, I sit and wish I'm a little grown but still reminisce Close your eyes, nigga, you remember this? Friday night football game, something I'll forever miss After parties in the gym, grinding underneath the rim You forgot your school I.D? F*ck, nigga, you ain't gettin' in In the hallways acting like some hoodlums You see that scrap? Nah, damn, I always miss the good ones Them rumors spreading fast with that he say she say Twenty people on the phone 'cause everybody did three-way (you remember that? Man, we played them girls for the fools But wasn't no ladies like them ladies from other schools 'Cause seeing them same old chicks got tired quick She was just fucking my boy, now she all on my dick, gossip, damn Another chick pregnant, another nigga gone I reminisce on all the chicks a nigga never boned Pardon me y'all I'm just flipping through some Kodaks Sitting, wishing I could go back, uh Yeah, back in the days when I was young, I'm not a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again Yeah, I sit and wish I was a kid again Yeah, I sit and wish, man Yeah, this shit is dedicated to all my niggas man R.J., Mike Shaw, Jim Brown, yeah B. Nasty, Big Joe, Smitty, what's good? Yeah Terry Sanford High School, E. Smith Cape Fear, Pine Forest, Douglas Byrd South View, Seventy-First, Westover (shout out to by any means) Gray's Creek, yeah (my nigga, Aristotle, Ali B., Sharon) Class of 2003, that's me (can't forget Deacon) Shout out to Jack Britt High Know y'all remember this It's The Come Up, niggas