Grow Up

[Verse 1]

I used to think fuckin' up was cool

Loved ditchin' class 'til I didn't pass high school

My dad always said it's easier to keep up

Than it is to catch up, but all I did was mess up

Roll around the streets, get drunk and shoplift

Freestyle, meanwhile, continue to bullshit

A teenage life, when you think you know everythin'

About everythin' and don't know a damn thing

Hit the 'shaw, liquor, bank, then the gas station

Get to duckin' when they buck in gang altercation

We scatter, then come right back

Shit, riskin' our lives, but never saw it like that

A few blocks down the street, couple fools get capped

Nigga, bullets ain't picky, it coulda been a wrap

It never hits home until your homie get clapped

You at the funeral with tears, sayin' to yourself you gotta grow up

[Hook]

Way up (Up, up)

You not a kid no more, I think it's time to grow

Homie, you better know, you know it's time to grow

Way up (Up, up)

Cause nigga, you too grown, get out and get your own

Your childish ways are gone, I think you better grow up

[Verse 2]

You got a Bentley, but can't keep gas in it

A Gucci wallet, but ain't got cash in it

Go out to eat, it's your treat, then at the last minute

Say you forgot it, never had it, want them to spend it

Now that's an interestin' thang

Cause in your video, you havin' so much blang

A few days ago, I heard you pawned that chain

Instead of coppin' that, you shoulda copped the food chain

V-necks, mohawks, just ain't me

Shit, it barely looked right on Mr. T

Your biker chains, designer shades, just ain't right

Especially when you can't breathe cause your pants's too tight

Wack beats, catchy hooks and little ass kids

Add a dance to it and it's gon' be big

It's our fault everythin' done flip-flopped

You wanna save hip hop, rappers? Then you gotta grow up

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

Nigga still cruisin' Crenshaw at thirty-six

Your wife at home, you wastin' gas, tryna bust a bitch

At the club, actin' young, wearin' the wrong shit

Think you're Chris Brown, but you look like Keith Sweat, bitch

Ain't you got kids to raise?

Instead of actin' like them, nigga, act your age

Why you wear a wave cap, but ain't got waves

Wear that shit out in public and on church days

And goddamn, niggas, pull up your pants

Got your drawers all out, what you wanna strip dance?

And homeboy, what you doin' in a 5X?

You ain't that big, shit's lookin' like a dress

You bought an iPhone but live in your momma home

Gotta wait 'til she's asleep before you can bone

You grown, you know you wrong

But either way, someday, homeboy, you know you gotta grow up

[Hook]