Verse 1

When I think about it this shit mean way much to me

So when I’m doing it ain’t doing it for profiting

My mom’s budgeting

Late night planning things

And she making all those calculations trynna make a means

Diamonds and blings

Cars is on rims

Or whatever, or whatever that’s a pricey thing

Wonder if those, wonder if those fucking priorities

Will help me in anyway become, become a better being

Even a king

I ain’t staying a prince forever

Collect my dreams

Make shit to come together

Pushing my heat

Under any and every weather

Whether I make it that’s his own way

Thought I ain’t looking for no easy pay

Each and every day

Trynna less the pain

Ain’t much to lose but a whole that’s up to gain

Man I was raised by game

Where we’re ain’t fazed by fame

Ain’t Common Sense ain’t the only nigga who beat the grave

Hook

I’m in search of some higher learning

I’m in search of some higher learning

I’m in search of some higher learning

I’m in search of some higher learning

I’m in search of some higher learning

I’m in search of some higher learning

Verse 2

I sit and wonder, “What’s important in the rap game?”

Who doing this?

Who doing that?

Who got the most chains?

Who got paid most by Forbes last year?

Shit, can I make this even more clear?

I guess, when I put my name on that paper

Money will be the only thing that will seem to matter

What? Fuck that! I don’t need no favors

I’m more real shit now and some shit never

Should’ve seen the face on my momma when I told her

“I ain’t gone be no doctor, nor a lawyer”

And money ain’t the shit that I’m after, not important

But see I’m working hard as hell to get that “A For Effort”

My niggas live their lives like they’re in the gutters

Cause a nigga’s life wasn’t built to prosper

Good Lord

Them niggas wear no rubbers

And be surprised and shit when they see the outcome

Good Lord. Ha, good Lord

Hook

I’m in search of some higher learning

I’m in search of some higher learning

I’m in search of some higher learning

I’m in search of some higher learning

I’m in search of some higher learning

I’m in search of some higher learning

Verse 3

Don’t let me mention all the mantions

If not Maybach that it’s Phantom

All the tension with fellow pears

The passion man is far from real

Looking at Hov like, “I wanna be him, if I can’t then I gotta beat him”

No one believe me till I believe me

I’m sixteen spiting sixteens

I rhyme better you plus other six teens