เนื้อเพลง Grown Ups - Earl Sweatshirt
เนื้อเพลง Grown Ups
[Earl Sweatshirt:]
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*cking faith I didn't show
Skippin church, flip the work
Hit the dirt, like Tommy run it b*tch
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*cking plot against
Love him, but my father ain't my mother f*cking friend
Trying to figure out how to start a mother f*cking end
Trend dodging, keep a b*tch by me
Back roll
Garbage bag full of xans
Teach myself to rap and steal n*gga
Cash is in hand
Packs get vac sealed
Like the Tin Man
Cardiac Stillness
Cardiac still missing
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*tch to roll up, f*cking 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*tch to roll up, f*cking with some grown ups
[Earl Sweatshirt & Da$h:]
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
N*gga I'm a dog
Tell her hit or miss me with the f*cking monologue
Lord I can't fight it
Know I'm tryna brawl
Get a copper hauled off
I'm the type of n*gga that you cop your raw off
Popping hoes off
Grab the board and these n*ggas call charge
Chain switches jerseys like it's all star
Press the OnStar
Think it's all lost