Grown Ups (feat. Da$H)

[00:06.84] (I don't give a fuck)
[00:08.12] (I don't give a fuck, nigga)
[00:11.32] So why'd they evict you, bro?
[00:13.38] Feel this cage when that acid fade
[00:16.57] Face the same, but your mind has changed
[00:19.14] You desire a stable home
[00:21.96] I acquire fame at naming hoes
[00:25.05] Contemplating ways of getting dome
[00:27.94] Plotting on my neighbors asking God for favors
[00:31.10] Guess he isn't home
[00:33.16] Probably 'cause that fucking faith I didn't show
[00:35.41] (Skippin church, flip the work)
[00:39.17] Hit the dirt like Tommy Drummond bitch
[00:42.63] Grew up in a home that papa wasn't in
[00:45.68] Came up off of work that my conscience wasn't in
[00:48.91] Either way it goes, a lot is getting hit
[00:52.14] And if it wasn't hoes, then it probably was a lick
[00:55.12] Got burners on my soul, and my posse on my skin
[00:59.01] Sweaty D-A dollar top lotto picks
[01:01.76] Promise that I am not the one to fucking plot against
[01:05.47] Love him, but my father ain't my motherfucking friend
[01:08.65] Trying to figure out how to start a motherfucking end
[01:11.91] Trend dodging, keep a bitch by me, back roll
[01:16.27] Garbage bag full of xans
[01:18.32] Place myself to rap still, nigga
[01:20.29] Cash is in hand
[01:21.83] Packs get vac sealed like the Tin Man
[01:25.12] Cardiac still missing, is it past real?
[01:28.47] Get it, work make Guinness
[01:30.79] Don't know where I'm going, don't know where I been
[01:33.90] Never trust these hoes, can't even trust my friends
[01:39.31] (Tell that bitch to roll up, fucking with some grown ups)
[01:43.62] Don't know where I'm going, don't know where I been
[01:46.82] Never trust these hoes, can't even trust my friends
[01:52.20] (Tell that bitch to roll up, fucking with some grown ups)
[01:56.49] My mama wonder why it never seem to reach
[02:00.16] See my daddy in the way I'm acting
[02:03.06] And my facial features
[02:05.14] Just trying to put you on
[02:07.01] Dog, I came from teachers
[02:08.68] Take the plate and clean it
[02:10.31] Nigga, I'm a dog
[02:11.82] Tell her hit or miss me with the fucking monologue
[02:15.14] Lord, I can't fight it, know I'm tryna brawl
[02:18.45] Get a copper hauled off
[02:19.81] Shit, I'm the type of nigga that you cop your raw off
[02:23.55] Popping hoes off
[02:25.58] Grab the board and these niggas call charge
[02:28.73] Chain switches jerseys like it's all star
[02:31.56] Press the OnStar, think it's all lost
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