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Grown Lyrics by Young Shee

2022

Im notta baby, I'm grown now
Take ya beat but i got my own sound
Now dey jockin me moe its goin down
Meet me at da mall
Thass where i ball
Like ima athlete
Do not catch feelins, dis shit won't end happily
You gon say some shit thass gon piss me off
I done seen it all
Alla deez feelins
All deez emotions
I do not feel shit but da drip moe im floatin
I keep me some heat but i do not be totin
Extendin my clips onna mac i ain bluffin no poker
Dey mad dat i got alla metaphors moe
Deez metataphors
Mad dat my wordplay is better den yours
Im jus like Roach wit da poetry
When i go dumb, ain nobody as slow as me
I got da juice moe i got da potency
Like dey workin for a newspaper got em quotin me
Like is dis what be comin wit fame
Niggas dat grew up witchu throwin dirt on ya name
Idk moe im gettin too much money
Dis shit ain funny
Deez racks are goin to my head
Im gettin light headed
Im already lightskin dont know where im headed
My legg she dreaded
Long hair
Dont care
She from Chicago she fw da Bears
Im tryna go to Miami
Go cop us a mansion it come witta lamb i cannot drive no Camry
Im thinkin bout coppin da G Wag
But heres my predicament
If i cop it, ima paint it camo cuz im genuine
But thass gonna attract attention
N then i might have to defend it
N that is not in my best interest
So i dont think that ima spend it
Ima jus keep stackin racks to da ceilin
It depend on how im feelin
Dis what it soun like when niggas havin dey way
Whatchu want me to say
Whatchu want me to do
Im tryna go blow a bag up at Tysons II
No i ain finish
I gotta extend it
Cuz dis jont might go onna album
Go onna tape
So i gah make sure it straight
Make sure dat i put enough food on my plate
Before i crush it
I dont roll up dutches
I jus pull up leggin like i be on crutches
Like i sprained my ankle
Chase him out da jungle i think ima bengal
I think im Burrow
Young nigga thorough
Ballin in Italy callat a euro
Im really hoopin
Can't find no bump, im bouta lose it
The only thing ima lose
I stay in sport mode idk how to cruise
But dey wit da Tom foolery
Ima rappa but i dont keep a tool on me
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About “Grown” by Young Shee

Read the complete lyrics to "Grown" by Young Shee in 2022. On Lyrks you can follow along with the full text, explore the artist's discography, and discover related songs. The track is often categorized under Rap.

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