Lyrics:
done grown a little too old
As he stares up into heaven, I'm sure I know the reason why
He's thinking about that promised land in them Blue Ridge
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Grown ups in between, children and babies
Right about now its yo' boy, ya heard, back again DJ Mannie
Fre-fresh err fresh,
rise as the post man
Bringing a morning surprise
Here he comes
Here he comes
Too much I've got a letter
I'd better get out of bed
I said
Then
a man could want to know
It was then I realized that I would never go
That I would never go
Now many years have gone by and her son has grown up
her and a good time by all.
She was exactly half at fault
he thought the other was his own
So only half the man has grown
and it's taking him
This is for my people's who just lost somebody
Your best friend, your baby, your man or your lady
Put you hand way up high
You will never say bye
I was raised up by my mamma alone
Worked herself into the grave
Trying to make us a home
She never left South Carolina
(No na)
Our old man
shit change
Looked again and realized that ain't shit changed (WHAT?!)
Except the fact that I'm a grown man now (uhh) standin on my own two
Used
on
Where did we go wrong? Where do we belong?
Caught up in the game and it's one I can't postpone
Meaning if it rains, I'm the one it's raining on
When my
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
funky, light one up
Get skunky, so toast to, me!
Toast to green,
About to take hold and take over the scene.
Or maybe that should be ether it?
Either
like I'm caught up and living another life
Man, I'm hungry for something, I need to feed this appetite
Tempted I must confess, but I better not make
grown up and you carry my seed
Now we are flesh and blood
With you I am in love
For the rest of my life
For the rest of my life
We've been blessed
man, I'm cakin', you know I don't give a fuck
I spend it like it don't mean nothin'
Blow it like it's supposed to be blown, motherfucker I'm grown
I
him stand till midsummer's day,
Till he looked both pale and worn,
And little Sir John's grown a long, long beard,
And so become a man.
They've
up my eyes as the numbers went by
And that's when I started this dream
Son you're still young but your mind has grown old it
Seems
Now go tell your
done grown a little too old
As he stares up into heaven, I'm sure I know the reason why
He's thinking about that promised land in them Blue Ridge
the
Fact that I can't get by with my nine-to-
Five and I can't provide the right type of
Life for my family 'cause man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy
to know what's poppin'
I'm tryna give you this cock from Rockland's hot man
Shorty is tryna talk too much
I might say slick shit just to toss you up
its game up
Keep your aim up
And focus
Don't concentrate on what's bogus
Never sell out for a bonus
Handle your biz like grown ups
Own up
now, they lie down and get ran through
Nobody watches 'em clockin' the evil man do
Faced with the demons, addicted to hearin' victims screamin'
Guess
you was standin' there with all your men, we coulda solved this then (uh)
I'm a grown man, dawg, come holler
All you did was slapped hands, smile
clappin'
Two of my dogs fell, two of my niggaz ran
They was armatures in beef with a grown man
It taught me the lessons of how the strong stand
And how
dont
Locked the CEO up and I'm the CEO fuck
Prison in feburary and I aint in no rush
Drink till I throw up nigga roll mo blunts
Ball so hard man I
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