Tito Idriess - Sunday Lessons Lyrics

You might've heard
I don't listen to this trap shit
I feel like a bit too much
I'd end up in a panic
I fear my brain will slow down
From all the lean and advills
Niggas done made three albums
Bout the fabrics they be wearing

The humand mind is a sponge
Be careful how you rinse it
One day you might wake up
And not realize the difference
Call your state normalcy
That's how you go ignorant
Whatever you do with that shit
Just make sure that you miss me

Am I really wrong for that
Can't value nothing in this mumble rap
My fear is telling me
To listen to some thundercat
So am I really wrong for that

This goes out
To all my young niggas
Dreaming of Fendi bags
And Tommy Hilfiger
Perception and reality
Yes they may differ
You'd see that too
If you'd put down the liquor
But you jump, jump around it
Your niggas is howling
Celebrate the downfall
Leave your soul pounding
But you jump around it
Your niggas is howling
Celebrate the downfall
Leave your soul pounding

Pardon me
While I stick this needle into my artery
This shit gonna give me all the fame
Watch me not give a f*ck
'Bout how black communities are today
Who care about the issues?
Got other shit in my mental
Than oppression and poverty
African governments occupied
Who got time for that?
Let me show you my new Patek
New Porsche, these jewels on my neck
And not once mention these
Slaughtered youths I grew up to next
Police brutality?
Watch these new Jordans, on whom I collabed
House nigga moves in the trap
My priorities ain't screwed I'm the man

I ain't screwed I'm the man
(Nah)
I ain't screwed I'm the man

I ain't screwed I'm the man
(I ain't screwed)
Look at this YouTube views that I have
(Look at them, look at them)
And my Gucci Louie Louie Louie Bag
(Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci)
I ain't screwed I'm the man
(Hit this smoke, yah !)
I ain't screwed I'm the man
(I ain't screwed, I ain't screwed)
No time that I have
(Ain't no time, ain't no time)
But look at my new Patek
(Check it out, check it out)
I ain't screwed I'm the man
(Look at it !)
You might be screwed my man
(Look at me, look at me!)
You might be screwed my man
You're definitely screwed my man

This goes out
To all my young niggas
Dreaming of Fendi bags
And Tommy Hilfiger
Perception and reality
Yes they may differ
You'd see that too
If you'd put down the liquor
But you jump, jump around it
Your niggas is howling
Celebrate the downfall
Leave your soul pounding
But you jump around it
Your niggas is howling
Celebrate the downfall
Leave your soul pounding

But you jump around it
(You jump around it)
Feet stomping the ground in
(Feet stomping the ground in)
But you jump around it
Leave your soul fowling