grew up

yeah

check it

i grew up

you know

we was just kids the other day

but now

check it

i grew up

i gr-i gr-i gr-i grew up

fly!

when i was stuffing dimes in baggies

police tried to bag me

lately i been happy

you don't want me aggy

be quick to put a hole in one like i was in a caddie

and on the way i stopped at golden krust to get a pattie

certain chicks still tryna smash me thou my skin was ashy

i used to want to date a baddie

pretty face and fatty

realized that didn't matter

so much other shit i rathered

like a chick with brains and manners

low tolerance for bullshit and way less time for the chatter

at a party full of scammers

we heard shots and then we scattered

made no sense to reach into my pocket for my banger

would have been inside the slammer if we thought to bring the hammer

'cause if they choose to violate

then we'd have to retaliate

start raising up the crime rate

it's beef

we let it marinate

it was me

my right hand

my best friend

my other dawg

one hair on their skin got touched

it would've likely been a war

niggas thought it was a game but now we settling the score

shooting 'til the clip is empty

would have went out in a brawl

woulda never have been touring

all these years of feeling torn

'cause we just the children of the children of the corn

i'd be making niggas wish that they was never ever born

they gon' have to feel his motherfucking scorn

heard they hit a random nigga in the arm

none of my niggas was harmed

got home safe

i didn't care 'cause i ain't know him

i know

probably some shit that i shouldn't say

like cam said

he'll be aight

niggas get shot every day

i been outta road

wasn't taught the ropes

but after that we grew up

after that we grew up

i been outta road

wasn't taught the ropes

but after that we grew up

after that we grew up

i was just a youth

dad was a mechanic

always kept a tool

act a fool

he gon' be like john wick coming after you

denzel

equalizer 2

we gon' treat you like our food

f around and might get chewed and spit out

show you why we rude

just the truth

teach you a quick lesson like a substitute

that's an automatic

i don't even need to sub to shoot

hit you with the shaolin

put hands on you like we from the wu

used to get so high that two l's look just like a w

big up all the shotta dem

sharing all their stories

just might drop a gem

pushing through the odds

they're ain't no stopping dem

shout out all my brooklyn niggas rocking timbs

raise the bar and rep hope

we'd all work out like we at the gym

stay clocking in

committed lots of sins

lived it

this is not pretend

the pastor say that god forgives

i'm thankful that i got to live

with the dumb shit i done did

i done seen a lot of shit

gave music all that i could give

i grew up now

i'm not a kid

i been outta road

wasn't taught the ropes

but after that we grew up

after that we grew up

i been outta road

wasn't taught the ropes

but after that we grew up

after that we grew up

i been outta road

wasn't taught the ropes

but after that we grew up

after that we grew up