Grown Ups
Earl Sweatshirt"Grown Ups" is a song by Earl Sweatshirt, released in 2015 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:33 long and contains 68 lines and 356 words.
Lyrics
0:13Feel this cage when that acid fade
0:16Face the same but your mind has changed
0:19You desire a stable home
0:22I acquire fame at naming hoes
0:25Contemplating ways of getting dome
0:28Plotting on my neighbors
0:29Asking God for favors
0:31Guess he isn't home
0:33Probably 'cause that f**king faith I didn't show
0:36Skippin church
0:37Flip the work
0:39Hit the dirt
0:39Like Tommy run it b**ch
0:42Grew up in a home that papa wasn't in
0:45Came up off of work that my conscience wasn't in
0:49Either way it goes
0:50A lot is getting hit
0:52And if it wasn't hoes
0:53Then it probably was a lick
0:55Got burners on my soul
0:56And my posse on my skin
0:58Sweaty D-A dollar top lotto picks
1:01Promise that I am not the one to f**king plot against
1:05Love him
1:06But my father ain't my mother f**king friend
1:08Trying to figure out how to start a mother f**king end
1:11Trend dodging
1:13Keep a b**ch by me
1:15Back roll
1:16Garbage bag full of xans
1:18Teach myself to rap and steal ni**a
1:20Cash is in hand
1:22Packs get vac sealed
1:23Like the Tin Man
1:25Cardiac stillness
1:26Missing has real
1:28Kidding
1:28Worse me
1:29Kidding
1:30Don't know where I'm going
1:32Don't know where I been
1:34Never trust these hoes
1:35Don't even trust my friends
1:39Tell that b**ch to roll up
1:42F**king with some grown ups
1:43Don't know where I'm going
1:44Don't know where I been
1:47Never trust these hoes
1:48Don't even trust my friends
1:52Tell that b**ch to roll up
1:55F**king with some grown ups
1:56My mama wonder why it never seem to reach
2:00See my Daddy in the way I'm acting
2:03And my facial features
2:05Just trying to put you on
2:06Dog I came from teachers
2:08Take the plate and clean it
2:10Ni**a I'm a dog
2:11Tell her hit or miss me with the f**king monologue
2:14Lord I can't fight it
2:16Know I'm tryna brawl
2:18Get a copper hauled off
2:20I'm the type of ni**a that you cop your raw off
2:23Popping hoes off
2:25Grab the board and these niggas call charge
2:29Chain switches jerseys like it's all star
2:31Press the OnStar
2:33Think it's all lost
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
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