[Intro]
Yeah, like 2010, I think it was 2010, I was 19, y'know? I made a song, you know what I'm saying? My baby mama, my first baby moms was pregnant with my first son, y'naw I'm saying, Blake, man, Rest In Peace to him, man - he died, he choked on his umbilical cord, y'naw I'm saying, I got his face.. I got his name tatted on my face if you ever was wondering, y'see what I'm saying? I had a beautiful son at the age of 20, y'know what I'm saying? after my first son, his name is Cameron, at that time, I felt like I was a – ...

[Hook]
Ayy, I'm a grown ass man
Ayy, I'm a grown ass man
Ayy, I'm a grown ass man
I only sell bags, not grams
I'm a grown ass man
Huh, I'm a grown ass man
Ayy, fuck a friend, I ain't a fan
Fuck you, I want ends

[Verse 1]
Man, this shit will never end
Man, this shit will never end
Man, I make it look easy
Man, I grew up very sleazy
Shoutout Yogi, that's my fucking brody
That's just Curt, man I popped a perc
I don't wanna feel none
I'm a grown ass man
If I tell you 'bout my lifestyle
You will tell me that my life wild
I got children, but that ain't no fucking fair
Huh, I ain't no baby daddy
You'd be lucky if you fucking had me
My first son, rest in peace
My second son, he look just like me

[Hook]
Ayy, I'm a grown ass man
Ayy, I'm a grown ass man
Ayy, I'm a grown ass man
I only sell bags, not grams
I'm a grown ass man
Huh, I'm a grown ass man
Ayy, fuck a friend, I ain't a fan
Huh, fuck you, I want ends
[Verse 2]
Okay, my baby boy Carter, he look like his mama
But way more harder, I'm 'bout drama
I'm messy, these bitches messy, like DJ Drama
Huh, man, why you tote the llama?
I dump at both sets, I dump at both sets
I'll pop at you and your bitch at any second
Why you got so much hate?
I don't really hate
If you was me, you could relate
Shit get deep, Ricki Lake
Oak Tree, me and my family eating
'95, I watched a n***a bleed
Mac, Curt, huh, I'm a smirk
What that mean, what we worth
Just found out, yeah I found out
When my mama died, I ain't waste a tear
I knew that it wasn't there
I knew that was the beginning
You know just how I'm feeling

[Outro]
I'm a grown ass man
I'm a grown ass man
I'm a grown ass man
Fuck a double-cup, I don't sell grams
Shot out Adam Field
Fourth Ward, it was real
Eastside, man you showed-
Ayy, and you taught lil' shawty well, uh
Zone 6, man I made bail, hey
Northside, I gave them n***as hell
Snellville, huh, yeah
You know what's up
Man, you know what's up
I'm a grown ass man
I'm a grown ass man
I'm a grown ass man