Grown Some Lyrics

Accepted by many and hated by few

But looking at the state I'm in guess I'll be changing that soon

All that I viewed was growing in a circle I can't lose to

But the comfort got me questioning myself on what's true

Troubling news, even tho it's always obvious when an artist just

Can't come to grasp but forcing trash on us you losing touch

Yes men gon gas you up regardless all you got is us

Tempted by actions of these people with no consequence

Relaxing tough ain't in my schedule but it feels like

I'm still catching up to peers I surpassed before my life was Flushed

In a pool of what I threw up from drinking too much

Nothing but disgust, picture that, thats the same way I was fucked

Shit out of luck but luck played no, part since day uno I've been at it like blue nose

All those, scared to share a content of a nobody you know

Where I'm headed til my body will turn cold...

Or burn slow, in a pit of fire

Still I'll get the job done as long as I was hired

But talent alone ain't the only thing I should acquire

And if I told you that I liked all parts of this life style I'm a liar

I'm an artist, just like more than half of the room

That I would be rapping to hoping your egos out of tune

By all means let me check you so you don't get it confused

I don't see us as competing I get paid to rap then move

To the next spot to move, the crowd more than a few

Is what I'm hoping but even if it's only one do what you do

Hit em twice as hard especially if they ain't had a clue

But repetition of this routine stopped getting me amused

I ain't taking any losses so I left before I lose

A lil bit of sanity I had left beneath my shoes

Cuz I've been running thru the minds of rappers stuck in school

That I taught last year, now y'all finally picking up the tools

Who you gon fool, like you ain't new to do this

What kind of a pull does your name have to co exist

With anybody you'll complain about and never miss

A mothafuckin second just to bad mouth, sit and bitching out loud

This ain't a time for you to go and dish it out now

Redial to yo big homies reaching out loud

Enough to hear the urgency in you getting a beat down

Lose a one on one and quick to scream out its a damn foul

Ooh child yea you need to grow some

Ooh child yea you need to grow some

Ooh child yea you need to grow some

Put yo mofuckin hand down and learn a lesson