[Verse 1]
Growed up & glo'd up
n***as who claimed they'd stop me
Never actually showed up
Hashtag team still give like no f**s
Bout to go to high school
More cla**es, more s*uts oh yes
Imma boy with a pa**ion
Conflicted pa**ing actions
I mastered my flow
Lyrical f**ing acrobatics
I went from wanting all the praise
To actually really have it
And n***as still hating
But the competition lacking
A little wiser, music made me hungry
Want b**hes, cars, a lot of money
Yeah that's hella shallow
Monkeying around like One Piece
But if I get a baddie
Give her a f**ing one piece
Oh geez
Struggling to make these ends meet
Not in the mood for BS
n***as just come correctly
And if I get your girl
I make her cum correctly
Sock her down soft
And then I get a little messy
Please test me
[Hook]
Growed up & glo'd up
n***as who claimed they'd stop me
Never actually showed up
Hashtag team still give like no f**s
Bout to go to high school
More cla**es, more s*uts oh yes
[Verse 2]
RIP to my old self
Pathetic how rappers think
They even have some hope left
Ghost writing n***as
Man I do this sh** with no help
Painful as it is
To bare myself before threats
From ignorant motherf**ers
Who just wanna cause me mo stress
But I've learned a lot
In these years away from home and
I've grown from the cry baby
To just wanting mo checks
Mo s**, no stress
Oh yes I'm gorgeous
Still conceited as ever
Still doing this rap thing
Just strictly for the pleasure
But they underrate my lines
Crazy how this is set up
Honestly in my mind
The mo haters, the better
I severe
Any instrumental
No it's not accidental
Crafted my pencil
To write stories
Like I'm on a Kindle
Every I time I spit
They tell me to turn it up a little
Young, black & educated
Best combo for the people
[Hook]
Growed up & glo'd up
n***as who claimed they'd stop me
Never actually showed up
Hashtag team still give like no f**s
Bout to go to high school
More cla**es, more s*uts oh yes
[Verse 3]
Years waiting
Now I'm bout to be a freshman
They coming after me
Like the right side of the less than
Symbol
k**in' the crowd
With the motherf**er visuals
Every since eight
I was destined to be the hero
We flow
Snatching the crown
Like ya boy name is Deebo
Looking for competition
But the population zero
Cause anyone I face after
Wants to be amigos
A gift and a curse
They can never challenge me tho
Watch young Leonardo
Just k** em with the pen strokes
And every line I write
Guaranteed to put you on hush mode
Hush hoe
Flow is just too damn cutthroat
I look into the eyes of my enemies
And bust quotes
Cuz the lyrics are the bullets
To the gun that I tuck yo
And if you wanna get tatted
n***a just say one more insult
And I promise you n***a
You will meet the end bro
I put that on my momma
So you know the sh** official boy
I said
[Hook]
Growed up & glo'd up
n***as who claimed they'd stop me
Never actually showed up
Hashtag team still give like no f**s
Bout to go to high school
More cla**es, more s*uts oh yes