Im Tryin Grow The Fuck Up Lyrics

Tell them haters waive that white flag

I'm usually humbled tonight I'm gone brag

Push me I'm close to the edge

I'm so good wit god I might float in the air

Or Eleven around here

My girl hot like it's a oven around here

She like my clothes

Eyes on me eying my pole

Ya know me I'm playing my role

I'm in my blue swued shoes

Black history month so it's the duesee too

I ain't with all that who say who

Tell me bout the moves made new

I'm trying grow the fuck up

I even pulled my pants up

Should've seen me back then hoop shorts from and 1

Is this the end of it

Let's put a end to ignorance tuck it in

kiss it on the forehead

Now we can party like our parents did

Whole country was high and it still is

I'm trying grow the fuck up

Want want y'all help me grow the fuck up

I need y'all to step up

And grow the fuck up with me

Spill some liquor for that toxic shit

Yeah I'm on my Mr. Roger's shit

Fam 1st over this other shit

I'm showing love for the fuck of it

Idk about y'all I'm doin life's dance

Back back forth and forth like Aaliyah said

Yeah they hating but it only two cents

Aye Yeah you Keep it moving

We gone keep doing our best

We gone keep living unstressed

In my bag might take a trip

Pardon my brag it ain't for the groceries

Pardon the swag it only go for me

Bout my bread I need a loaf to eat

Or I don't even want the seat

I run wit hyena too many lion kings

I'm trying grow the fuck up in here

Aye lil niggas put yall guns up

You ain't lived live life long enough to take one

Dude tryn be player give the shit up

Man you married want you build something shit

Fuck it lets pray for Chicago

Trump or Obama couldn't calm them

Larry Hoover could but they won't call bruh

Every body got they guards up yeah

Is This what we did to us

I ain't trying point a finger bruh

Tryn chill with my people like they favorite singer

Rappers get robbed for they bling that's blinging

Killing for them cars the streets be streeting

Damn can peace start peacing