[Verse 1]
Yeah In the hood with the niqqas that I grew up with Mama told me
“Don’t you ever try to grow up quick”
My uncle was the one that taught me how to pour up quick
We had the hood jumping,
niqqas playing all our sh*t Got the pre-rolls
then we learnt to roll our sh*t
My older cousin told me “Don’t you ever throw up shit”
Had a niqqa that I used to think I’d blow up with
When opportunity’s knockin’, you better show up
kid Moved to varsity, got a change of environment
(Uh)
But when I’m on the beat, a nigga still violent I’m killing beats,
putting rappers in retirement Listen close to the G-Park in my dialect
(Uh)
Remember dreaming about having it all They were sleeping on me,
I had to ring the alarm I was grindin’ tryna get my
shit up on the charts Meanwhile niggas pulling strings,
they palyin’ guitars Damn! That’s a come-up that we
never knew I wish somebody told me ’bout it when I was
still in school Remember Fridays with my fitted caps,
still learning how to rap Thought I had it jumping like a
kangaroo But when I get my first cheque,
pay up off my debt Then I put my shorty in some fuckin’
Jimmy Choos I’m dreaming out loud,
got my head in the clouds But I’m still humble,
so I got my feet on the tiles You won’t make it if you
never put it all on the line This rap dream is a trap,
I’m just tryna survive, real Yeah, this rap dream is a trap,
I’m just tryna survive, yeah
[Interlude] How’d you do that? Uh, workout!
Plenty of rest. You know? Eat your green vegetables
[Verse 2]
Yeah Got a lot of shit weighing on a nigga shoulders
But I’m still driven,
I could prolly use a chauffer Tryna balance reality and
my life on the road Shorty started trippin’ on me,
I’m hardly at home All the problems I’m facing,
I put ’em all on a song But the whole world watchin’ so
I gotta be strong I reminisce about Saturdays on my mama’s couch
When everything I ever needed was inside the house My fascination
with the paper got me runnin’ out I still hit ’em and quit ’em,
bitches lookin’ for clout Jump in a whip, ’bout to do the
digital dash I don’t wanna grow up,
life movin’ too fast Bitches on my scrotum and I’m gettin’ this cash
Prolly shoulda told ’em that we can neverlast I speak to
God about you, he say you doing okay
All I wanted was to put a smile on your face All you
wanted was to put some veggies on my plate
Now I’m sleeping with the bible and I say my grace,
right So everything’s straight ‘Cause now I’m sleeping
with the bible and I say my grace, real
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah A.M to the… A.M to the…
No matter what happens you’ve got to hang on Yeah
