Too Grown
Wake up in the morning wash the dishes
Looking out my window trying to figure out what's missing
I want to let her know
She won't pay attention
And things are going good and I don't want to cause no tension
Plus I already know
That I'm too grown
I got three children
Two cars a home
The cost of living
The job our goals
I'll get my ass to work so I'm a do what I'm supposed
But I don't want to go
Wake up in the morning back to the same old shit
Same old coffee I had now
Get these kids up pack lunch with the same old chips
Got to clean up make the bed up get dressed up blue scrubs wit the same old kicks
Now that everything's packed up get the kids strapped up drive in the same old whip
Traffics backed backed up but I ain't gone trip
Deep breaths that I take don't flip out
I'm a count back front ten then hold
Squeeze another one in then let out
I'll be there in a minute
Catch another red light hit it I don't need another red light ticket
So till then I'm dippen
In and out of lanes I'm switchin and the kids will not be late I did it Let's get it I
Wake up in the morning wash the dishes
Looking out my window trying to figure out what's missing
I want to let her know
She won't pay attention
And things are going good and I don't want to cause no tension
Plus I already know
That I'm too grown
I got three children
Two cars a home
The cost of living
The job our goals
I'll get my ass to work so I'm a do what I'm supposed
But I don't want to go
I just clocked in but I don't really wanna be here
Im a put on this apron switch out my blade and cut a muthafucka like I live here
And we backed up to eight so I'm cutting all day shit I'd rather be sippin on my fifth beer
But I can not complain cuz I'm working a wage that people don't be making in they fifth year
My goals pushed way in the back
Get in the booth and lace up this track
Making some moves to free up some time for me and these rhymes while the kids take a nap
I can't stay late bitch don't even ask me
All of my dreams they stayed in the back seat
I'm thanking god for all that I got from all that I've lost from putting stuff past the things I've been masking
Wake up in the morning wash the dishes
Looking out my window trying to figure out what's missing
I want to let her know
She won't pay attention
And things are going good and I don't want to cause no tension
Plus I already know
That I'm too grown
I got three children
Two cars a home
The cost of living
The job our goals
I'll get my ass to work so I'm a do what I'm supposed
But I don't want to go
Looking out my window trying to figure out what's missing
I want to let her know
She won't pay attention
And things are going good and I don't want to cause no tension
Plus I already know
That I'm too grown
I got three children
Two cars a home
The cost of living
The job our goals
I'll get my ass to work so I'm a do what I'm supposed
But I don't want to go
Wake up in the morning back to the same old shit
Same old coffee I had now
Get these kids up pack lunch with the same old chips
Got to clean up make the bed up get dressed up blue scrubs wit the same old kicks
Now that everything's packed up get the kids strapped up drive in the same old whip
Traffics backed backed up but I ain't gone trip
Deep breaths that I take don't flip out
I'm a count back front ten then hold
Squeeze another one in then let out
I'll be there in a minute
Catch another red light hit it I don't need another red light ticket
So till then I'm dippen
In and out of lanes I'm switchin and the kids will not be late I did it Let's get it I
Wake up in the morning wash the dishes
Looking out my window trying to figure out what's missing
I want to let her know
She won't pay attention
And things are going good and I don't want to cause no tension
Plus I already know
That I'm too grown
I got three children
Two cars a home
The cost of living
The job our goals
I'll get my ass to work so I'm a do what I'm supposed
But I don't want to go
I just clocked in but I don't really wanna be here
Im a put on this apron switch out my blade and cut a muthafucka like I live here
And we backed up to eight so I'm cutting all day shit I'd rather be sippin on my fifth beer
But I can not complain cuz I'm working a wage that people don't be making in they fifth year
My goals pushed way in the back
Get in the booth and lace up this track
Making some moves to free up some time for me and these rhymes while the kids take a nap
I can't stay late bitch don't even ask me
All of my dreams they stayed in the back seat
I'm thanking god for all that I got from all that I've lost from putting stuff past the things I've been masking
Wake up in the morning wash the dishes
Looking out my window trying to figure out what's missing
I want to let her know
She won't pay attention
And things are going good and I don't want to cause no tension
Plus I already know
That I'm too grown
I got three children
Two cars a home
The cost of living
The job our goals
I'll get my ass to work so I'm a do what I'm supposed
But I don't want to go
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Writer(s): Steve Orozco
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