For the Grown

I gotta apologize cuz This ain't trap There's a thing called bubble gum But this ain't that Sorry... I'm from a place way back Rappers didn't sing They actually rapped..woah We left the singing to Whitney R&B to Boys to Men Autotune to Britney And I ain't casting judgment Saying my gen is better But if that's what you want Then by all means get up.. and Go This flow is for the grown Sitting and reminiscing Bout their Motorola phone From fam in the clubs To family at home From going party to party To just leave me alone I used to rap about stacks Now the only stack is bills What's realer than that The kids want trap About Dope dealing and packs With the Henny on tap When all I want is a nap This flow is for the grown Giorgio perfume, and for the fellas Brut Cologne This flow is for the grown Hang up! I could hear you breathing on the other phone... like I ain't saying we old I'd say we've leveled up leaving childish things alone The more things change The more they stay the same But not me I'm grown... I am on another lane I used to want Twin beamers For me and my bae Looked at the payment Now we're content with Two Lattes I know I know We deserve better But umm, the way my bank account is set up I'm wiser now choosing freedom Over debt... health over wealth and life over death Love over hate Peace over tension Appreciation over likes Calls over mentions I walked funny Trying not to crease Tim's And drive slow So I don't scratch my rims My New Eras Looked crisp to the Brim Now I find more joy Trying to raise my kids Yeaaaa... this life is never a bore I'm staying up late nights Trying to learn common core We Got amazon prime We don't even need a store And no ones leaving the house Til you finish up your chores This flow is for the grown Giorgio perfume, and for the fellas Brut Cologne This flow is for the grown Hang up! I could hear you breathing on the other phone... like I ain't saying we old I'd say we've leveled up Leaving childish things alone The more things change The more they stay the same But not me I'm grown... I am on another lane We ain't got No time for the drama We ain't got No time to get caught up We ain't got No time for the lies We've wasted many years In the midst of bad vibes Prob made some bad ties And it was hard to realize The people blocking our vision Were right before our eyes But we upgraded our lives Like NES to Sega Shaking off players and haters Way before Taylor Cutting off the dead weight That's how you do it When you grown And your head straight Some just wanna get high But I just want to elevate The biggest difference is that makes me hunger for a better state Im tryna eat from the better plate Dilemma Washing all these dishes keep me up late Remember I don't ask for beef if ain't steak Get on your grown too Bring your spouse, we could double date This flow is for the grown Giorgio perfume, and for the fellas Brut Cologne This flow is for the grown Hang up! I could hear you breathing on the other phone... like I ain't saying we old I'd say we've leveled up Leaving childish things alone The more things change The more they stay the same But not me I'm grown... I am on another lane