XV - Textbook Stuff lyrics

[Chorus] There, there baby, it's just textbook stuff It's in the ABC of growing up There, there baby, it's just textbook stuff It's in the ABC of growing up [XV - Verse 1] Yeah, three women raised me Famous footwear paid me Not enough to blow up but sure enough Cause I aint f-cking lazy If teachers thought I was dumb or crazy, or both With hopes of being a Nas or Jay-Z, I smoked In my chair, in my braids, my hair wasn't waves Being fly was priority to the lowest I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way The dead society of a poet Homie I'm focused but thats something that a dude can't prove I mean fair, I was damn near invisible at school So I banged for a minute cause all my n-ggas was crippin' Just me and two of my dudes, blue man group Had dreams of doing things they said you can't do Cause everything aint black and white, unless you chew bamboo So I was after big bills like a toucan dude? All the while my mamma asking why I'm chewing at school She said? [Chorus] [XV - Verse 2] So why I aint go to college My mammas ultimatum made me say that I know I got it My n-ggas said D's buggin' Stay on your computer software de-buggin' But we holding hardware cause we thuggin' Now they in the trap house with some guns they dun borrowed And all this snow, I call it empty sorrow With plans to reach the end even if I had to start slow Sold CD's in the mall making dough like Sbarro's Then I left the hood, like f-ck it, don't need the cargo They banking out on you well, and I don't mean Fargo But even if you leave somehow it try to follow Baby brother took a charge hotter than Lebron and Rondo Tryna keep his head up while his eyes are in the bible Cause they say your mind is idol, it's a devils toy aisle My nephew looking at me cause his daddy is his idol I told him sit down, this information is vital Look? [Chorus] [Kendrick Lamar - Verse 3] Living my life like I'm living right in the midst of a fire pit The gang banging and the violence is the sweetest song In a room with the heart of a violin Don't violate my patience, I'm waiting To k** a man as I stare at the celiing fan As a fan of these wicked streets If I gotta eat, I steal like a metal peice Screaming now, f-ck the police I'm dealing my cards with jokers on 'em You can disown him or stone him I'm throwin' them rocks back with a flurry of bullets You couldn't live your life for the moment When I'm foaming at the mouth I'm as sharp as the teeth showing I'm in the back of a black Buick, finna black out like February Ay, thats how blacks do it right? I cut off my ears before I hear your advice and vice versa I'm screaming for help as loud as I can but thats not working I'm working them corners like Blueprints Then cut a L on my first offence The judge threw the book at me than said this? [Chorus]