Lyrics:
motherfucker
Grown than a motherfucker
Yeah, up top, what's popping with it?
Whatever we doing we doing it with a lot of bitches
Nigga, I mean a whole lot
be your company
And by the way you wine
Girl I know that you're for me
I'll pull up and we'll do this properly
Take time when I'm in it
Lemme know if
Stewart
In one take, if I fuck up and I don't redo it
You couldn't sound grown on a beat if you were moaning to it
The day I don't say fuck you all, you
the fly girls and all the homeboys
Then I tried it at a homeboys basement party
They thought it was a record, they ain't know it was me
When they came by
and illegal industries
Grown by the cartels, protected by gorillas
Transported by the best to the ghettos to straight killers
The power of the powder
Girl turn your ass around, and bring it back
Come here baby, we the niggas you wan be standing by
I'm there, I'm standing on sumthing so hold your
reality happy I stopped
Letting niggas ruin my world impressed by niggas trying to school this baby
Girl I was fucking too early
15 knowing money was
Look what's with that shit you said on the phone girl don't lead me on
I can tell just by your tone you wanna use that tongue hey we grown
I got
leave the porch
I said mamA stop playing wit me
Mama I ain’t playin
I was on some grown man shit since I was 10
I been getting up by 4am to get it in
Now
Cause I'm grown as fuck
And when I'm rolling up, yeah
She know I be on the go
So we down to go with the flow
And them secrets she told me, I know
Plus I
to speak up
Otherwise, that's it at all, if it's just a rumour
Then we're grown, we don't need to bring things up like that
'Cause you know there's enough
them smart and hella grown
Yeah I love em all from the brownies to the yellow bones
I’m calling all the girls from around the world
Can you hear me
day
What grown-ups would tell him he would never obey
He wore his pants hanging down and his sneakers untied
And a rasta-type Kangol tilted
Racks on racks comin up up
All this clout comin up up
Got your girl comin up up
Whole team comin up up
Cant block my blessings
I talk to god in
how we loved each other
I used to see you wait by the school yard gate, yeah
But now we've grown up something seems to be wrong
But oh no, you didn't
grown up
No lie, the way you dance got me dumb high
Kicking myself if I didn't come say hi
Taking a chance girl roll that dice
You got that spice, jerk
Written by Kevin Tyler Deane (Deane)
Raise your right hand
Kevin Tyler Deane, do you affirm to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but
hoe
I got this rocket by my side, just like your girl this bitch will blow
Knock knock open up I know your home
Imma dog ass nigga, came to give a bitch
I wish you would just leave me alone
I can do all bad all by my own
And I wish you'd quit blowin' up my phone
Yeah Imma dog, but every dog just wanna
she's 16
Special outfit, a little curl
Not grown up but not a girl
Hugs from a friend, a wink from a guy
Sweet smiles from those passing by
His eyes
why we smoking all this dope
Girl get up off that pole, put them feet back on that floor
Luh$in, Tell me why as a kid I could feel it
Now a young nigga
It all started, when I woke up from a nightmare
A man on a horse and a young girl with light hair
She was right there, but I couldn't save her
That's
the fly girls and all the homeboys
Then I tried it at a homeboys basement party
They thought it was a record, they ain't know it was me
When they came by
me
Instead of being grown about the situation baby you would always end up blaming it on me
So gone head and say it
Tell me how I did the shit wrong if
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