Royce Da 5'9" - Let's Grow lyrics

[Intro] Real n***as only First of all, what's my name Five-Nine Yeah, I got something for you I got something for you, yeah [Verse 1] They call me Royce 5-9 or Mr. Always Ice Cold Wristed Or Mr. None Of Your Business Mr. Consistant In Conflict, for so dope lyrics The hardest hitting n***a in show business Came in this game with a pissy-a** attitude Arrogant like, shut up Laughing that you a trick I wasn't happy before but I'm happy today I'm rapping today, looking to get a plaque in my day So I met this White boy one night Who turned out to be the illest human being I ever heard in my life He took me under his wing and showed me some things And molded me into a pro until the flow was mean Taught me not to do it like this, but to do it like that Threw me all types of love and I threw it right back Though we don't talk as much, we never let the game consume us Cause we too real, my n***a Slim, let's grow [Refrain] Let us grow up, now we got here We can't stop here, we too far All my n***as, y'all my n***as And you all know who you are [Verse 2] Royce 5-9 or, twelve men in one About as explosive as them shells in your gun Mr. Quick To Pull A Thing On You just for your loot Mr. Mr. Mr. Quick To Swing On You before he shoot I'm the finest tuned rapping machine rapping a scene Since, way back when there was only rapping in Queens s** my balls if you competing with me homeboy I don't dream, I'm the type to just be homeboy s**a free is like a religion I honor and serve And more common in words, a song with you, what's in it Y'all n***as is all punks and your j**els is rented And your diamonds is all dark, like they blue but tinted I would never k** none of y'all, I ain't that fool But I will stomp the sh** out you, I ain't that cool You ain't even gotta greet me when you see, matter of fact You better give me five feet when you see me, where you at Let's grow [Refrain] [Verse 3] Royce 5-9 or, one cent n***a b**hes know that with me that the cum gets quicker Mr. Always Got Some Cris' Or A Pistol Rather diss you than chill wit you and will hit you The insanest monster that came and conquered A game that remains to be full of trained imposters I will not let you n***as talk to me, no way This is not what I'm here for, give me my money f*ggots only attract f*ggots, and that's that You rap rat, you f**in roaches and black maggots Feelin my heat, I talk sh** from the moment I wake up Turn right around and talk sh** in my sleep - let's grow [Refrain]