School Daze lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah...
Take y'all back... to them school days, yeah
Fayettenam, what up, man?

[Verse 1]
We came a long way from stick and move
n*ggas skipping school, just to scrap over bullsh*t
n*gga if you lose, it's a wrap, them hoes clowning
It goes down in the lunch room
I'm tryna spit this game n*gga, f*ck food
Bust moves to the hallway
My n*ggas posted on the wall, always
Ain't thinking about class, dog, my ass tryna parle
If we had this sh*t our way
We be standing here all day
But look the principal's coming, give pounds then we all escape
All late to class with fake passes
Living life in the fast lane, but ain't passing
They dreaming, tryna be the next Jay-Z and Dame Dashes
I 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 sh*t we did was silly, yo, I know that
But what I wouldn't give to go back
[Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
Yo
I walk another n*gga 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 n*gga read this real freaky note Kiki wrote, yeah
Hooping up in P.E. you can't see me on this gym flo' (No)
But damn Vanessa booty looking sick up in them gym shorts
Uh, we bag 'em up, y'all n*ggas gonna have to wait
So they passing hate like, 'Damn I can't wait 'til they graduate.'
But some of my n*ggas will probably never make it
The S.A.T. sh*t man I doubt they ever take it, 'cause
Instead of tryna send a n*gga 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 then I head out
At the time I thought this sh*t was so whack
But what I wouldn't give to go back
Yeah, hey
[Chorus]
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

[Verse 3]
I'm a little grown, but still reminisce
Close your eyes n*gga, 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, n*gga, you ain't gettin' in
In the hallways acting like some hoodlums
See that scrap? Naw, 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
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 f*cking my boy, now she all on my di*k, gossip, damn
Another chick pregnant, another n*gga gone
I reminisce on all the chicks a n*gga never bone
Pardon me y'all I'm just flipping through some Kodaks
Sitting, wishing I could go back

[Chorus]
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
[Outro]
Yeah, this sh*t is dedicated to all my n*ggas man
R.J., Mike Shaw, Jim Brown, yeah
B. Nasty, Big Joe, Smitty, what's good? Yeah
Terry Sanford High School, E. Smith
Class of 2003, that's me
I know y'all remember this