Grown Man Voice (feat. Micah James, Lord Jah-Monte Ogbon, Pink Siifu)

Southside loving the crew, every time we come through
 Eastside niggas, yeah they loving the crew, every time we come through
 Westside niggas, yeah they loving the crew, every time we come through
 Northside niggas, yeah they loving the crew, every time we come through (Yeah, **** with me, ay)
 Yeah, baby girl
 I know that shit's bright
 But, it's a picture Nana
 Please look at the light
 For me
 You don’t know what this wasteland really mean to me
 Make me wonder if hell contain a pretty scenery, shit
 These stories, nigga, feeling Aesop
 Got the whole street yelling
 When a nigga run from cops
 Every fence getting hopped
 Celebration don’t stop
 Hoping they never take our feet away
 And the connection, it never gets severed
 Told Grams I'ma try my hardest make her live forever
 It ain't work, a nigga blasting
 All my work is everlasting
 What's ya worth, they finna ask it
 Why you layin' in a casket, little man?
 Just because you think you grown now
 Means even more
 Watch ya mother****ing tone now when you talk to me
 We ain't friends, I ain’t playing
 Baby boy, look in the mirror
 Start to wobble in his chain humming
 The love ain't scarce and we ain’t scared
 Love ain't scarce and we ain't scared
 Got so much family in here
 Love ain’t scarce, nigga, we ain't scared
 The love ain't scarce, and we ain’t scared
 Love ain't scarce and we ain't scared
 So much family in here
 The love ain’t scarce, nigga, we ain't scared
 Lightskin nigga
 Take the bass and the baritone
 Down type frightened
 You can tell by the pheromones
 Chip on ya shoulder, color of a waffle cone
 Can't leave the house without being doused in copper tone
 Enlightened like skin brightening cream
 Y’all better stop
 Pull back the rubber band on good hair and let it pop
 Nightmares, not dreams of things I regret a lot
 But **** e'rybody
 I’m the king, like Coretta Scott
 I don’t struggle with humility and grace
 I move with impunity, vanish without a trace
 Colorism is just another -ism to keep us lost
 But, as a child it was some shit that I’d reinforce (oh no)
 Didn’t know how to properly acknowledge my benefit
 Acting all innocent
 Heavenly angel with the halo was bent and dented in
 With the lights dimmered
 Damn no pun intended
 Man I’ve been a trifling nigga
 Maybe that's why I spent a grip on all types of liquors
 Prolly not, just some unrelated poppy c**k
 Poetry is life
 This shit is not a hobby, ahk
 World to all them idealistic suckers at the coffee shop
 I’m mourning time
 Tell my b***h that we got morning time
 On it until the morning time, she got that Florida shine
 Laid back and she pouring wine
 Hit you with the .30, never cross me like borderlines
 Mami know papi the man though
 Spent hands on, for niggas before the 'gram
 I been grinding since yo grandma been cooking ham
 Shoot you like series or something
 Put you on cam
 I’m the man on camera b*****s is bowing
 Keep the money in the family like Italians
 Hit his ass a thousand times, niggas be wylin'
 She ask me how I feel
 I’m tryna see a money mountain
 B***h I’m ballin, I’m up a hundred and counting
 She wanna **** with the youth and she found the fountain
 What's the foundation?
 Told her have some pounds waiting
 You just at a sound station, oh you sound basic
 I pray to God that I don’t pray for kids
 I pray to God that I don’t pray for kids
 I pray to God that I don’t pray for kids
 I pray to God that I don’t pray for lil niggas with halos
 Hope that pistol knows pathos
 Logos etched they halo
 Don’t move until they say so
 Saying in this case
 Lay low, cool!
 Be cool
 Be cool
 Barbershop talking shit
 Hard to walk a mile in 'em
 These shoes, size 10
 From the hood, we know sizing
 Still finding a ways
 We keep fighting
 Stack remind me, I need to save
 Take care of fam, bring old age
 I’m an old me
 Fave dance was the old man
 Oh wait, shit
 Used to love to shoot pool with my old man
 Can’t push a rope
 That's word to my old man
 Let it sit
 Pops chill
 Let it sit
 Tryna get a magnum
 All chill, all about action
 Saw all these factors
 Gimme clean captions
 Look how it snapped him
 The god slapped him
 Heat bring traction
 Free like matter
 Black the only chapter
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