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Sammus

"Growin' Up"

CHORUS
Get your life together
It’s all fallin' apart
You won’t be young forever
No matter who you are x2

We just pourin' up
Throwin' up
I’m hopin we gone know enough
To notice when we growin up
Growin' up
Growin' up x2

VERSE 1
Got a bottle in your hand with the top unscrewed
Put a shot up in the air then you say, "Salut"
To forget about the day and the things you would say
If you could but you can’t cuz they all taboo
And you don't really get it why you date that fool
Got a hundred baby daddies like her name Badu
Shoulda run away hella asap
You ain’t wanna listen now she gone and got ya name tattoo’d
She a bad girl
Friends bad too
You just wanna kick it like you in shaq fu
Got red lips call her mouth Ragu
Got brown skin color of Apu
Give a little bit head --- Vidal Sassoon
Now she all up in you crib and she get mad rude
When you tell her she gon' need to get away
She all up in your face 'til you get a ring and say "I do"
Wow -- now she got a kid on the way
Claim it’s your baby but it’s hard to say
And if you deny it then you gotta pay
She gon' take you to trial they’ll take you to state
Thinking that you shoulda listened to 'Ye
Messing with gold diggers half of your age
Imagine the look on her face
When you finna say
You really make minimum wage

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VERSE 2
Grind a hundred days, partyin for two
Every single week it’s like déjà vu
Boo -- even on the days ya’ll do
Get a second off you gon' waste that too
You ain't making moves something like statues
You only leave the room when you want fast food
Or when you in the club and you act baboon
Throwin' bows giving black eyes like raccoons
Forever 21 in your clothes and your mind
Everybody growin' up you be frozen in time
We get it baby girl was a dime
But every other second you be posin' online
We know you used to be super bad
You boast about what you used to have
You older now should be wiser too
You slowin' down like it’s Houston rap
And you ain't really like your crib
Like your job, you hate your car
But you ain't finna save no change
You gon' drop pesos at the mall
Steady tryna get it all
Like you playin' pokemon
Got a budget like Aladdin
Tryna ball like you Jafar
(You need to...)

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