ฟังเพลงGrown Ups

Grown Ups - Earl Sweatshirt/Da$H

Written by：Thebe Kgositsile/Darien Dash

Feel this cage when that acid fade

Face the same but your mind has changed

You desire a stable home

I acquire fame at naming hoes

Contemplating ways of getting dome

Plotting on my neighbors

Asking God for favors

Guess he isn't home

Probably 'cause that f**king faith I didn't show

Skippin church

Flip the work

Hit the dirt

Like Tommy run it b**ch

Grew up in a home that papa wasn't in

Came up off of work that my conscience wasn't in

Either way it goes

A lot is getting hit

And if it wasn't hoes

Then it probably was a lick

Got burners on my soul

And my posse on my skin

Sweaty D-A dollar top lotto picks

Promise that I am not the one to f**king plot against

Love him

But my father ain't my mother f**king friend

Trying to figure out how to start a mother f**king end

Trend dodging

Keep a b**ch by me

Back roll

Garbage bag full of xans

Teach myself to rap and steal ni**a

Cash is in hand

Packs get vac sealed

Like the Tin Man

Cardiac stillness

Missing has real

Kidding

Worse me

Kidding

Don't know where I'm going

Don't know where I been

Never trust these hoes

Don't even trust my friends

Tell that b**ch to roll up

F**king with some grown ups

Don't know where I'm going

Don't know where I been

Never trust these hoes

Don't even trust my friends

Tell that b**ch to roll up

F**king with some grown ups

My mama wonder why it never seem to reach

See my Daddy in the way I'm acting

And my facial features

Just trying to put you on

Dog I came from teachers

Take the plate and clean it

Ni**a I'm a dog

Tell her hit or miss me with the f**king monologue

Lord I can't fight it

Know I'm tryna brawl

Get a copper hauled off

I'm the type of ni**a that you cop your raw off

Popping hoes off

Grab the board and these niggas call charge

Chain switches jerseys like it's all star

Press the OnStar

Think it's all lost