Grown Man Business (feat. Gabe)
Young body old soul you can tell when I talk
Hard work is my cologne you can smell it when I walk
In the book dropping Gems tell em come see the jeweler
Wit the professor like everyday in the book he my tutor
I got insecurities running deeper than the Grand Canyon
But I still gotta make time to provide and shepherd my family
Keep an open ear to the word a closed ear to these rappers
Man yo favorite rappers is dope dealers all mines is pastors
I was raised in the jungle my daddy left me as a teen
I got a job got a girl Christ grabbed me so I gave her a ring
Now I got my son on the way ain't gonna catch me Jigga selling Ye
I tell my girl I love her everyday that's why I'm grinding hard to get it every way
Got to get it and flip it got the sauce in the kitchen
Got the word like I'm webster I'm on a mission
Make them boys pay attention man this that pay your dues and keep receipts
This is that check at the end of the week
This is that love and respect for your lady
This is that raising a baby stuff I ain't learn from my daddy
This is that
We're going hard for the fam yea
Wifey look to me cuz I'm the man yea
Drop down to my knees I thank the man yea
Then I get right back to work the plan yea
These streets done made a man out of me
This word done made a man out of me
I been on that grown man business for a long long time
And that's the way that it's gonna be
Yall just couldn't let me be this family man I'm tryna be
This hip hop thing was starting to mean less to me oh guess who finally
Put hip hop in the backseat cuz it ran shotgun like a freaken athlete
But I'm on my feet knee deep tryna make ends meet
Lip sync to the sound of my fams heart beat
On my father grind, I'm grinding just to meet the need
And make sure wifey satisfied and not just in between the sheets
Accommodate plant the seeds upon my family tree
Annihilate the weeds and by all means I'll never branch out and leave
Three deep in the cut give it up to the men like us you know whats up
Ask my wifey and my babys daddy don't run amuck
This what a man look like right here no this ain't no facade
Juggle this 9 to 5 still gotta make time to work upon my job man
So tell my baby girls that I'll be back in a minute
Tell my daughters daddy gotta pay hip hop a visit
Somebody wanna rap battle wit daddy and daddy wit it
Somebody want this work in this verse I will just gladly give it
We're going hard for the fam yea
Wifey look to me cuz I'm the man yea
Drop down to my knees I thank the man yea
Then I get right back to work the plan yea
These streets done made a man out of me
This word done made a man out of me
I been on this grown man business for a long long time
And that's the way that it's gonna be
Clock in all these hours man cuz I got mouths to feed tho
I ain't had no time to write no rhymes or book another show
Wifey need my time I got business on my mind
Kids tripping man I promise you ain't seen no grind like mine
And you can quote me quote me
And my hours be on OT OT Yea
And I put this on my fam
Man I plan to stand tall when I fall I still give it all I can
Calling all men to be giving honor
Man up and starts again cuz
We're going hard for the fam yea
Wifey look to me cuz I'm the man yea
Drop down to my knees I thank the man yea
Then I get right back to work the plan yea
These streets done made a man out of me
This word done made a man out of me
I been on this grown man business for a long long time
And that's the way that it's gonna be
Hard work is my cologne you can smell it when I walk
In the book dropping Gems tell em come see the jeweler
Wit the professor like everyday in the book he my tutor
I got insecurities running deeper than the Grand Canyon
But I still gotta make time to provide and shepherd my family
Keep an open ear to the word a closed ear to these rappers
Man yo favorite rappers is dope dealers all mines is pastors
I was raised in the jungle my daddy left me as a teen
I got a job got a girl Christ grabbed me so I gave her a ring
Now I got my son on the way ain't gonna catch me Jigga selling Ye
I tell my girl I love her everyday that's why I'm grinding hard to get it every way
Got to get it and flip it got the sauce in the kitchen
Got the word like I'm webster I'm on a mission
Make them boys pay attention man this that pay your dues and keep receipts
This is that check at the end of the week
This is that love and respect for your lady
This is that raising a baby stuff I ain't learn from my daddy
This is that
We're going hard for the fam yea
Wifey look to me cuz I'm the man yea
Drop down to my knees I thank the man yea
Then I get right back to work the plan yea
These streets done made a man out of me
This word done made a man out of me
I been on that grown man business for a long long time
And that's the way that it's gonna be
Yall just couldn't let me be this family man I'm tryna be
This hip hop thing was starting to mean less to me oh guess who finally
Put hip hop in the backseat cuz it ran shotgun like a freaken athlete
But I'm on my feet knee deep tryna make ends meet
Lip sync to the sound of my fams heart beat
On my father grind, I'm grinding just to meet the need
And make sure wifey satisfied and not just in between the sheets
Accommodate plant the seeds upon my family tree
Annihilate the weeds and by all means I'll never branch out and leave
Three deep in the cut give it up to the men like us you know whats up
Ask my wifey and my babys daddy don't run amuck
This what a man look like right here no this ain't no facade
Juggle this 9 to 5 still gotta make time to work upon my job man
So tell my baby girls that I'll be back in a minute
Tell my daughters daddy gotta pay hip hop a visit
Somebody wanna rap battle wit daddy and daddy wit it
Somebody want this work in this verse I will just gladly give it
We're going hard for the fam yea
Wifey look to me cuz I'm the man yea
Drop down to my knees I thank the man yea
Then I get right back to work the plan yea
These streets done made a man out of me
This word done made a man out of me
I been on this grown man business for a long long time
And that's the way that it's gonna be
Clock in all these hours man cuz I got mouths to feed tho
I ain't had no time to write no rhymes or book another show
Wifey need my time I got business on my mind
Kids tripping man I promise you ain't seen no grind like mine
And you can quote me quote me
And my hours be on OT OT Yea
And I put this on my fam
Man I plan to stand tall when I fall I still give it all I can
Calling all men to be giving honor
Man up and starts again cuz
We're going hard for the fam yea
Wifey look to me cuz I'm the man yea
Drop down to my knees I thank the man yea
Then I get right back to work the plan yea
These streets done made a man out of me
This word done made a man out of me
I been on this grown man business for a long long time
And that's the way that it's gonna be
Credits
Writer(s): Mario Herrera
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