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There, there baby, it's just stuff
in the ABC of growing up
There, there baby, it's just stuff
in the ABC of growing up

[XV - 1]
Yeah, women raised me
Famous paid me
Not to blow up but sure enough
Cause I f-cking lazy
If teachers thought I was dumb or crazy, or
With of being a Nas or Jay-Z, I smoked
In my chair, in my braids, my wasn't waves
Being fly was priority to the
I would stand on my just to see the world in a different way
The society of a poet
Homie I'm focused but thats something a dude can't prove
I fair, I was damn near invisible at school
So I banged for a minute all my n-ggas was crippin'
me and two of my dudes, blue man group
Had dreams of doing things they you can't do
Cause everything aint black and white, unless you chew
So I was big bills like a toucan dude?
All the while my mamma asking why I'm at school
She

[XV - 2]
So why I go to college
My mammas ultimatum me say that I know I got it
My n-ggas said D's
Stay on computer software de-buggin'
But we holding cause we thuggin'
Now they in the trap house with some guns dun borrowed
And all this snow, I call it empty
With plans to reach the end if I had to start slow
Sold CD's in the mall making dough Sbarro's
Then I left the hood, like f-ck it, don't need the
banking out on you well, and I don't mean Fargo
But even if you leave it try to follow
Baby brother took a hotter than Lebron and Rondo
Tryna his head up while his eyes are in the bible
Cause they say your is idol, it's a devils toy aisle
My nephew at me cause his daddy is his idol
I told him sit down, this is vital

[Kendrick Lamar - 3]
Living my like I'm living right in the midst of a fire pit
The gang and the violence is the sweetest song
In a room the heart of a violin
Don't violate my patience, I'm
To a man as I stare at the celiing fan
As a fan of wicked streets
If I gotta eat, I steal like a peice
Screaming now, the police
I'm dealing my with jokers on 'em
You can disown him or him
I'm throwin' them rocks back a flurry of bullets
You couldn't live life for the moment
When I'm foaming at the mouth I'm as sharp as the showing
I'm in the back of a black Buick, finna out like February
Ay, thats how do it right?
I cut off my ears I hear your advice and vice versa
I'm screaming for help as loud as I can but thats not
I'm them corners like Blueprints
Then cut a L on my offence
The judge threw the book at me than said