Grown Man
Uh new bag twist this up
Everybody get a puff
Lifted up
Tellin me times are hard and you giving up
Until I showed up and I told you how to live it up
Get a grind, get a hustle pick it up
Get it out the grinder roll it up and flick it up
Flick it like a bic lighter just to be exact
If you know you love music then go record a track
Back and forth to the microphone and light the back
Burn it through the studio like sage on the track
Crack a bottle open then proceed to record
Feels good when you know ya team on one accord
Got rid of leaches and the snakes and the freeloaders
If I don't invite em then they never coming over
Hoping dat them evil muthafuckas learned they lesson
Ima kill it I ain't never need a murder weapon
That nigga claimed to be my brother seventeen years
I matured well but I think he still a kid
Never fall out wit yo bro bro because of a bitch
I'm known to mind my business never been a fucking snitch
Never have I seen a nigga kill it no assist
The definition of you shoot ya shot and never miss
My team ice cold like Gorillas in the mist
Let the cameras roll cause I'm tired of taking pics
Came to save hip hop like my name was J.Cole
Till I'm nice and old I'ma hit you wit these flows
I'm not interested in opps I can't get opposed
Tell yo wife to suck my cock while she she hold her nose
Issa dress above dat pussy no panties to show
Issa blessing in dat pussy
Heavens doors
Tellin me I'm too explicit you a hypocrite
Captain save a hoe ass nigga use a stupid bitch I ain't stopping rapping this shit till I'm super rich
I ain't finna stop that party shorty pop her tits
Shotgun the backwood that's a super hit
RIP to PNB cause everyday we lit
And evertime she look at my lips she rub her clit
Uh Tales from the hood you'll be knee deep in the shit
She was tryna resist had to hit her wit the stick
Make her work dem booty muscles like a porno flick
Ain't no digorno it juh pizza hut up in dis bitch
Popcorn and a couple strippers tipsy this bitch
We pass out then we wake up do it all again
Roll up celebrating teamlitty for da win
Celebrating getting freaky cause it's not a sin
When she get it on her chin all she do is grinn
How da fuck you think you got here living in this world
Yo daddy had one mission it was to fuck a girl
So you better be grateful he had raging hormones
He gave you life so yo Mama won't live it alone
Now it's time to get it on ya own boy you grown
Telling me it must be nice boy you know you wrong
I done missed my whole childhood chasing bitches
Watching others winning because they was chasing riches
I'm not looking for no love no more because I quit it
Suicidal thoughts I'm a virgin and a midgette
Is there anybody out there for me on this Earth
On the road to riches I cannot be in a hurse
I can't stop my grind that's why I always got a verse
I'm a grown man you can't tell me not to curse
Is there anybody out there for me on this Earth
On the road to riches I cannot be in a hurse
I can't stop my grind that's why I always got a verse
I'm a grown man you can't tell me not to curse
Everybody get a puff
Lifted up
Tellin me times are hard and you giving up
Until I showed up and I told you how to live it up
Get a grind, get a hustle pick it up
Get it out the grinder roll it up and flick it up
Flick it like a bic lighter just to be exact
If you know you love music then go record a track
Back and forth to the microphone and light the back
Burn it through the studio like sage on the track
Crack a bottle open then proceed to record
Feels good when you know ya team on one accord
Got rid of leaches and the snakes and the freeloaders
If I don't invite em then they never coming over
Hoping dat them evil muthafuckas learned they lesson
Ima kill it I ain't never need a murder weapon
That nigga claimed to be my brother seventeen years
I matured well but I think he still a kid
Never fall out wit yo bro bro because of a bitch
I'm known to mind my business never been a fucking snitch
Never have I seen a nigga kill it no assist
The definition of you shoot ya shot and never miss
My team ice cold like Gorillas in the mist
Let the cameras roll cause I'm tired of taking pics
Came to save hip hop like my name was J.Cole
Till I'm nice and old I'ma hit you wit these flows
I'm not interested in opps I can't get opposed
Tell yo wife to suck my cock while she she hold her nose
Issa dress above dat pussy no panties to show
Issa blessing in dat pussy
Heavens doors
Tellin me I'm too explicit you a hypocrite
Captain save a hoe ass nigga use a stupid bitch I ain't stopping rapping this shit till I'm super rich
I ain't finna stop that party shorty pop her tits
Shotgun the backwood that's a super hit
RIP to PNB cause everyday we lit
And evertime she look at my lips she rub her clit
Uh Tales from the hood you'll be knee deep in the shit
She was tryna resist had to hit her wit the stick
Make her work dem booty muscles like a porno flick
Ain't no digorno it juh pizza hut up in dis bitch
Popcorn and a couple strippers tipsy this bitch
We pass out then we wake up do it all again
Roll up celebrating teamlitty for da win
Celebrating getting freaky cause it's not a sin
When she get it on her chin all she do is grinn
How da fuck you think you got here living in this world
Yo daddy had one mission it was to fuck a girl
So you better be grateful he had raging hormones
He gave you life so yo Mama won't live it alone
Now it's time to get it on ya own boy you grown
Telling me it must be nice boy you know you wrong
I done missed my whole childhood chasing bitches
Watching others winning because they was chasing riches
I'm not looking for no love no more because I quit it
Suicidal thoughts I'm a virgin and a midgette
Is there anybody out there for me on this Earth
On the road to riches I cannot be in a hurse
I can't stop my grind that's why I always got a verse
I'm a grown man you can't tell me not to curse
Is there anybody out there for me on this Earth
On the road to riches I cannot be in a hurse
I can't stop my grind that's why I always got a verse
I'm a grown man you can't tell me not to curse
Credits
Writer(s): Randall Iszard
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