Coming of Age Lyrics

Open my eyes taking my first breath

Blessed with a Smith Wes

My vocabulary tech

My mind just like the set

Flaw could never penetrate

Coming of age

Let the young Nigga ventilate

My past is so wicked

In the future I see ghosts

And my goals is on the other side

Of this long road

That's right I came from a broken home

build me a throne of polished stone

And you haters bones

You gotta feel it it's Trill.

I see my goals in full sight

Open wings. I'm taking flight.

I know you see I'm getting right

And I'ma keep that shit 100

Even when you Niggas frontin

You can put it on my life

For my city Ima go hard

Until you motherfuckers know us

I'm just coming of age

Living the life here go the day.

I need to tell you Niggas get away

Cause all that negative energy

Got me on a rage

Abusing this page

And I'm breaking from the stockade

Trying the lion you Niggas is dying out today

Survival Critical Nigga

These be the last days

So the paper I chase,

And I keep these hoes out my face

Flier than Stewards' maneuvering

Up thru the rat race

I'm Duncan Hines with the rock

You just Anita Bake

Aunt Jemima on the corner

I'm clocking what she make

You Niggas cake I get it

Coming of age no Jigga

Dog it get no Realer

When I look in the mirror

All I can see is that Nigga,

A reflection of Trilla

Monkeys get suited gorillas you dead

Leave you bloody red for that bread

So watch where you step

Leave more holes in you than a jersey

From Mitchell and Ness

Shawty I'm made for the stress

You barely a practice Test

I'm coming of age, the best

And won't settle for less

I see my goals in full sight

Open wings. I'm taking flight.

I know you see I'm getting right

And I'm a keep that shit 100

Even when you Negas frontin

You can put it on my life

For my city. Ima go hard

Until you motherfuckers know us

I'm just coming of age

Living the life here, go with the day.

I need to tell you Niggas get away

I'm on my grind my Nigga

You wanna get some change?

I'm on my shit my Nigga

You should do the same

Don't fuck with lames my Nigga

You gotta find your lane

You wanna ball with them Niggas

Well get in the game

I'm going hard for three

That's Young, Shizzle and Shine

You know Trill from the streets

That's why on every song

Nigga I'm going hard for thee

Young Niggas in the streets

Dying to the fucking beat like damn

And y'all Niggas talking bullshit

I'm just out here grinding

Fresh up out the pulpit

Tryna kick you knowledge

Like this was the call of duty

I'm crazy with the Dooley

Please don't make me shoot it, no

Because the life that I know

Only take me down one road

And that ain't where I'm tryna go.

Gotta hit the hole like I'm EJ

When that Nigga played for the Colts

Taking it all the way

Trill come to settle the score bitch