Monday, first class math attack Second row way to close My teacher already knows That I just let him go It's hard to listen 'Cause he speaks so slowly The opposite of cozy I hope this class ends I pray to the holy bible I try to keep it kind But its hard to keep my eyes opened Try to listen to people who talk about equations That's damn exactly what I call time wasting Now my minds focused to survive second class English facing I keep it slick with the lingo Slick like my ballgame I be fading English class is where I loose my concentration Actually never had it its always on vacation When the teacher asks me something I feel like in a police station They call me lazy But they don't know how I be grinding They hand me an F, but I keep my smiling I'm not following your guide and I feel enlightened This is what I do everyday I got no time to loose I got proof in what I'm saying Monday to friday I keep my complains But the one thing, the rapping I keep it maintained Tuesday two hours sports in the morning When we playing basketball on the court I'm destroying - everybody but the teacher 'Cause he's playing the referee German class is where I receive b to d's I agree my degrees not to high But you will see that the best spitter Comes from salt city Lingo switcher, german nigga Better get used to this Stop listening to codeine sippers Molly poppers The stuff I'm putting out is for music lovers The music got me The music got us Moving slow like on the moon Nah no gutter Pulling up I'm to fast for your shutter And if they say another word Hold up And shut up Trippin' everyday I'm mad that I left niggas fucked up It's time to get my buzz up I keep it real no prada I'm starting to paint my picture Imma get fresh colors The love comes straight from africa Like my father This is what I do everyday I got no time to loose I got proof in what I'm saying Monday to friday I keep my complains But the one thing, the rapping I keep it maintained Wednesday, thursday and friday I don't think about school I'm alright yey And the music gives me proof Fuck all your rights ey I don't need a single flight Listen I'm flying One day I'm in heaven But the music's never dying Maybe I be hella fat But never on diet I got God I don't need labels as my guidance Everyday in the feed of Facebook or IG I see young people writing bullshit with no ID I see many people want to be rich and famous But the thought of putting work in should be basic But they rather do bullshit and be faded Instead of doing their shit And get celebrated I'm really mad that people get easily degraded Just cause they don't fit in the system That's crazy And, ah, for a fact All y'all niggas lazy That's everyday, everyday And everyday, everyday Every fucking day