Grow Up
I don't wanna ever grow up (what what)
Maybe I just wanna stay young (yuh yuh)
I don't wanna ever grow up (nah)
Maybe I just wanna stay young
I don't ever wanna grow up (nah)
When I think about my future I throw up (blah)
Cuz I got this funny feeling in my gut
All this anxiety got me feeling fucked up
I might just pour another cup (pour it up)
All these girls in my face gas me up
But they ain't tryna love they tryna fuck
So I don't want that girly she a slut
You know that the grind don't stop (Nah)
Cuz I do this for my mom and my pops (Yuh)
And my lil bro said I'm on top
When he listened to my song yeah he said "that's a bop" (that's a bop)
And I'm screaming hella loud "fuck the opps" (fuck the opps)
They're nobodies but they plotting for my drop
Yeah I want the fame, I want it all (I want it all)(shit)
I swear I'ma ball till I fall
I don't ever wanna grow up (nah)
When I think about my future I throw up (blah)
Cuz I got this funny feeling in my gut
All this anxiety got me feeling fucked up
I might just pour another cup (pour it up)
All these girls in my face gas me up
But they ain't tryna love they tryna fuck
So I don't want that girly she a slut
I'm all grown
I'm on my own
I'm all grown now I'm on my own
I'm all grown (woah)
I'm on my own (yeah)
I'm all grown now I'm on my own
Ohh ohh oh (woah)
Yeah yeah yeah (yeah)
Ohh ohh ohh oh
Yeah yeah yeah
Maybe I just wanna stay young (yuh yuh)
I don't wanna ever grow up (nah)
Maybe I just wanna stay young
I don't ever wanna grow up (nah)
When I think about my future I throw up (blah)
Cuz I got this funny feeling in my gut
All this anxiety got me feeling fucked up
I might just pour another cup (pour it up)
All these girls in my face gas me up
But they ain't tryna love they tryna fuck
So I don't want that girly she a slut
You know that the grind don't stop (Nah)
Cuz I do this for my mom and my pops (Yuh)
And my lil bro said I'm on top
When he listened to my song yeah he said "that's a bop" (that's a bop)
And I'm screaming hella loud "fuck the opps" (fuck the opps)
They're nobodies but they plotting for my drop
Yeah I want the fame, I want it all (I want it all)(shit)
I swear I'ma ball till I fall
I don't ever wanna grow up (nah)
When I think about my future I throw up (blah)
Cuz I got this funny feeling in my gut
All this anxiety got me feeling fucked up
I might just pour another cup (pour it up)
All these girls in my face gas me up
But they ain't tryna love they tryna fuck
So I don't want that girly she a slut
I'm all grown
I'm on my own
I'm all grown now I'm on my own
I'm all grown (woah)
I'm on my own (yeah)
I'm all grown now I'm on my own
Ohh ohh oh (woah)
Yeah yeah yeah (yeah)
Ohh ohh ohh oh
Yeah yeah yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Marlon M. Moran Jr.
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