Lyrics Teach Me - Darian King

I don't mess around with that debit card
If they don't give me points no rewards or some cash back
It don't get swiped given out even get tapped

They don't teach you nothing about your credit y'all
And that's why we all got 500 scores
Keep the limits high so your boy never get capped
If it ain't metal then it sure gotta be black

Gold American Express
Just an immigrant off of federal oppress
Gotta clear my mind on some shit I should address
Got you playing checkers
While they out here playing chess
Hangman flow got that noose round you neck
Waiting on your next check
Boy you better come correct
29% how they keep your ass in check
Miss another bill you become another stat

Why they gotta why they gotta teach me all this algebra in math
Math math math math
I ain't have no time for that

I've been out of school a decade
I ain't never use that
That that that that
Let me show you where they lack

Teach me how to pay my tax
Teach me how to write a check
Teach me what a write off is to get that money back
Teach me how to ride office is to change the quo stat
Teach me how to write offers to double up and stack

Don't tell me about no nine to five for motivation
Tell me go to college go to college
Get a four year education
Four years eight years 12 years
What we talking about

General studies or an art degree
Go to school for sales ain't nobody out selling me
Kids stay out of jail many people with the felonies
I can be the positive energy
In a room full of enemies

On the field like I'm taking the GHB
Or some ketamine
With a shot of adrenaline
Daily dose of the melanin
Had to grind up another two pounds of the coffee beans

Cause the prices of gasoline
Got me running at everything
Got me losing my liberties
And my right to mobility
Never one for conspiracies
Till the lock up and quarantines
No more social no gatherings
Cousin got married had to assume the wedding rings

Kids nowadays don't know bout stocks well
But the mitochondria's the powerhouse of the cell
Now these the kids they trying to keep out of jail
So why we teaching them damn kids how to fail

And he ain't do the math but he can balance a scale
And he ain't paying tax but he got racks for the bail
Cause which one get you paid get you laid
That money if you getting paid getting laid
Thank money
Funky cash flow how he made that money
So I guess that's how this shit goes

Okay
Mama got some bills that she need you to pay off
Aunties and uncles they been getting laid off

Homie on some drugs that you told him to lay off
Ex she on your - but you told her to stay off
Well only time will tell
And if we going down I guess we going to hell

Gold and diamonds I been shining
Bought some bitcoin yeah I been mining
Invested in real estate perfect timing
They don't teach you shit gotta get you time in

Get your mind right get your grind in
You don't get rich off punching a clock
You ain't never been out buying a stock
Till you a boss better work the lot

Gotta gotta work the lot
Till you a boss gotta work the lot
Gotta work the lot
Till you a boss gotta work the lot