Curren$y - Grown Up lyrics

[Verse 1:] Chevy's on switches, barbed wire the fences Chromed out engines, not stopping for b**hes Scribble lyrics in my igloo, I'm too cool Dead stock tissue in the box, my old, new shoes Stomp that hoe sh**, the f** out I got my money up, man hold it down for the south My only mission, to the code I'm sticking In the mist, gorillas burning k**ers Conjuring spirits from the ghost whispers Showed me how to be a colder n***a Staying low, eyes open, focused on my figure Smoking a bowl, sitting on a pot of gold, in my city Seafood gumbo, sticking to my ribs Hopping out my low rider, parked out side my moms crib Kissed her on the cheek before I slid Get in my car, lit up another clip and hit the front switch Right before I dip, n***a you know what it is [Verse 2: ] Hella hard time, some how I skate but yet I wonder If sooner or later, my city will take me, under What could I do, hustle up or be broke Home boy I thought you knew More bricks, aw sh**, another watch, another whip Gold diggers head hurting, they, can't pick Who to f** first, cause my n***as all rich Ferrari horse, I, paddle shift 488 Spider, quite extravagant Ladies and Gents Spitta in the building is a, major event It's worth every cent Ask anyone, that's ever been I stand by my product, Jet Life fine purveyor of audio narcotics You heard about us Low riders and exotics outside lined up