Lyrics:
a grown man (Yup)
Got to where I am
By my own hands (Yup)
That's ten toes (Down)
You bimbos (Clowns)
Bunch of wannabe kings
Who ain't ever seen a crown
Less
they gone tell you I'm a G
True to the game I'm so Lowkey
Motivated by the money nigga get like me
For my team man I Gotta represent
Don't know nobody
pivotin'
While y'all visitin' I'm livin' here
Ball in a year
The hundreds and fifties in cheeseburgers
The twenties is balled up
You lookin' for singles they
Heaven sent the promised land
Looks alright from where I stand
'Cause I'm the man on the outside looking in
Waiting on the first step
Show me
the East Side all grown up
Places I played in nigga all sewn up
I'm chasin' that dream 'till I'm at the Garden
On a thousand foot screen in red monkey
down memory lane.
Boy it's a loony where the grass is greener
(1 8 7 ain't shit but a misdemeanor).
I've seen a lot of niggas come up, but few
an automatic with static its tragic Mr A-l-K-a-p-o-n-e
The last man standing
Rollin, ridin, slowly slidin
Creepin up in da corners where you hoes be hidin
Takin
men
I don't care how rough you roll, we can't be shut down
Ain't no opening up shop, we already established
You lap dogging, we boss hogging
Grown
Tyrant tyke
Imma take the whole game out
Smk my name
Gone be worldwide
Man, this album
Gonna make your boy blow up
Escalating I am never gonna slow
And eh, and I see you passing by my way, again
And I'm wondering if we can be good friends
And I see you passing by my way again, yeah
And I'm
scars by my own hands
Surrounded by woman but I'm not a man kuz I haven't grown
I will shatter reflections kuz I must escape
Pray my son never ever relate
(ambush)
What I'm smoking that grown man kush
If I went to college I'd pull a 'Rari on the campus, ayy (skrrt)
Steady lighting niggas like candles (skrrt)
right now was down by three
I be working up all night
When we chill we take a flight
Don't need drama in my life
Getting lit is what I like
Getting rich
’cause I’m a loose cannon
I’m feeling grown up
I don’t wanna wait, I wanna blow up
But everyday it seem like time is movin’ slower
Man I forget about that
you knew what I saw as a teen
You'd scream, you'd probably get PTSD
Grew up in Southwark
The dark South East
From knee high man was knee deep in
light
And we back up on the bike
And we ride
Just ride
And we might
Just might
Ride by and
Whistle at some shawties
Usually too old
You know
Older
Rambis...(pause)
24 karat painted Canvas
I’m candid...(pause)
Full grown man shit
You can get the hands with...
GOD speed the man’s quick
Off the draw south paw
Disease, infection, over night I die slowly
Covered in corn stalks
Protected by the oak trees
Freeze, motherfuckers
Get your hands in the air, motherfuckers
slip-ups haunt me in my dreams
And I can’t sleep although I think I can
It’s insomnia I think I have
But who cares when I’m not your man?
Standing in
retreat to waters that's blue
Young Scrappy, that's what grown man do, let's move
[Chorus:Repeat x2 R. Kelly]
In this arena, arena
All we wanna see is
Scrappy, that's what grown man do, let's move
[Chorus 2x: R. Kelly]
In this arena, arena
All we wanna see is them hands up, hands up
This is for them
Fly as hell
But like a troublemaker
Man the boy he been grounded
If this is a gun to a knife situation
Man I got the LMG mounted
And you couldn't get
I don't need to be a grown up
I just need to be free and believe in
What I think is me you don't need to be showin' up
You're lookin' confused but
I got too many hoes callin' me
You know I'm sayin'? Real street shit, man
I don't even fuck with niggas, you know
On some street shit, you feel me?
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