Grown Ass Man lyrics

by

Royce da 5'9"


[Intro]
Who you think you're talking to?
(Outerspace, Outerspace)
Who you think you're talking to?
(I'm allowed to like cash)

[Verse 1]
What I gotta do to satisfy anybody
If my chain hang down to my di*k
Then let me wear it proudly
You'd love to see me nailed to the cross
Rather then see me blowing B-Label at ya boss
Here's a "f*ck you!" to those who download my sh*t
And a "f*ck You!" to those who won't let me live
An open mic and a cypher won't get me cribs
And a freestyle battle won't get me sh*t
Y'all pus*ys, I'm a soldier so we don't miss
You all mushy on the inside, I'm stone cold brick
Y'all n*ggas want pleasure, I'mma give you pain
I'll give you beats, rhymes unlike the other sh*t is lame
I'm moving right past by you when I'm switchin lanes
On the highway to heaven hydroplane through rain
Tell my mom and pop your baby boy done changed
Into a grown ass man it's the same ol' same
I would never cut a throat to achieve my goals
But if you try to slow me down then you must go
The moneys more important so you must know
When I was five years old I realized it was a road
[Hook]
I ain't got to breakdance, I ain't got to freestyle just to prove I'm Hip-Hop, I'm a grown ass man
I ain't got to write graph, I'm allowed to like cash, who you think you're talking to?
I'm a grown ass man (2x)

[Verse 2]
Yo...here's a little something for them cars that be bumpin', here's a little something for them kids that be frontin'
Bills gotta get paid, sky's the limit, we're gon' do this our way, despite the critics
I don't do it for the groupies or the trifelin b*tches
I do this sh*t for my kids, my wife and my n*ggas
Most important thing in life: stay real to your people
Not true to Hip-Hop, that's what the internet feeds you
Buy a car off rap, they say your soul get lost
They'd rather see you on the train or writing graph on a wall
Or rockin a backpack, baggy jeans and Vans
I'd rather rock a gaudy chain that hang down to my pants
Or a new era fitted that match my sneaks, a pinky ring so bling that sh*t light up the street
A big ass truck with rims, that's me and my b*tch
With TV's so my kids can watch Lilo & Stitch
I got respect where I'm from, don't try to steal my shine
I'm trying to take the whole game, I hope I get it in time
Stop burning what I invent and downloading me, I ain't no MP3 n*gga, it's QD

[Hook]

[Outro]
Who you think you're talking to? (Outerspace)
The combinaton ... with a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M. (3x)
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