grown key - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yeah, like 2010, I think it was 2010, I was 19, y'know? I made a song, you know what I'm saying? My baby mama, my first baby moms was pregnant with my first son, y'naw I'm saying, Blake, man, Rest In Peace to him, man - he died, he choked on his umbilical cord, y'naw I'm saying, I got his face.. I got his name tatted on my face if you ever was wondering, y'see what I'm saying? I had a beautiful son at the age of 20, y'know what I'm saying? after my first son, his name is Cameron, at that time, I felt like I was a – ...

[Hook]

Ayy, I'm a grown ass man

I only sell bags, not grams

I'm a grown ass man

Huh, I'm a grown ass man

Ayy, fuck a friend, I ain't a fan

Fuck you, I want ends

[Verse 1]

Man, this shit will never end

Man, I make it look easy

Man, I grew up very sleazy

Shoutout Yogi, that's my fucking brody

That's just Curt, man I popped a perc

I don't wanna feel none

I'm a grown ass man

If I tell you 'bout my lifestyle

You will tell me that my life wild

I got children, but that ain't no fucking fair

Huh, I ain't no baby daddy

You'd be lucky if you fucking had me

My first son, rest in peace

My second son, he look just like me

[Hook]

Ayy, I'm a grown ass man

I only sell bags, not grams

I'm a grown ass man

Huh, I'm a grown ass man

Ayy, fuck a friend, I ain't a fan

Huh, fuck you, I want ends

[Verse 2]

Okay, my baby boy Carter, he look like his mama

But way more harder, I'm 'bout drama

I'm messy, these bitches messy, like DJ Drama

Huh, man, why you tote the llama?

I dump at both sets, I dump at both sets

I'll pop at you and your bitch at any second

Why you got so much hate?

I don't really hate

If you was me, you could relate

Shit get deep, Ricki Lake

Oak Tree, me and my family eating

'95, I watched a nigga bleed

Mac, Curt, huh, I'm a smirk

What that mean, what we worth

Just found out, yeah I found out

When my mama died, I ain't waste a tear

I knew that it wasn't there

I knew that was the beginning

You know just how I'm feeling

[Outro]

I'm a grown ass man

Fuck a double-cup, I don't sell grams

Shot out Adam Field

Fourth Ward, it was real

Eastside, man you showed-

Ayy, and you taught lil' shawty well, uh

Zone 6, man I made bail, hey

Northside, I gave them niggas hell

Snellville, huh, yeah

You know what's up

Man, you know what's up

I'm a grown ass man