Grown Up

Uh alright (Alright, Maybach music)
Uh, uh, uh a$AP

Uh, bachelor with no tux
Still got my shirt cuffed
Still got my sleeves rolled up
And my shirt tucked
Grown up? Sure enough, sipping on that syrup
Purple Label shit, yeah, I wear what I sip
Scarface vision, see my visions on a blimp
And a quarter key will turn a G into a gent
All-purpose flow, we are the great
I'm so Kurtis Blow, and these are the breaks
My Christian Louboutins got nails
Give me hammer toes
Niggas get shy when that camera rolls
Drop crotch pants will remind you
Of them Hammer clothes all-yellow Phantom
I'm like Yeezy in that amber Rolls
"Ah ha ha ha ha, " but who am I kidding?
No way I could afford it so
For now I'm just pretending
How these gold diggers digging without a
Single pot to piss in?
Cause my pockets full of lint and
My heart is full of vision, i'm grown

I don't do kid stuff much
Niggas say, "Now, nigga all grown up"
I don't hear y'all much
I'm all grown up, tough luck

Curtains drawn and six dudes back
The chauffeur ride in the front as
We speed to the dot
Deanna wait's along with the classy mist
My waist my shoulder blades the
Type you can't resist
Picture this: being 21 with a gift
Bamas don't understand how I'm swift
Or I'm MJ-nice, like Jordan up on the mic
Amen for the new saviors of rap my birth's 3
89 but I'm 30 up on the track
That's grown man, little homie
That's real rap
Y'all trying to switch up the style
I'm bringing Versace back
Giovanni, Medusa, and all black hot boy
I done ran through hell and walked back
Passport is stamped from sightseeing the map
And to think, I'm asleep but won't blink
I'm dreamin all this within, Young Leo
Inception come again? No offense
But fuck whoever said wearing
Slims was a trend
More like a lifestyle in the rawest form
All grown up, nothing like before