Young Dolph - Grew Up lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah Here you go I'm on the paper round two, n***a! Hook: (x2) My childhood friend grew up and became a thug But I grew up and made a living out of d** Same as Gs, invested in my own hood Send the.. color is the crib. ..same color is the crib Same color diamonds in my motherf**ing ears The pastor in the church selling my grandmamma home Dolph in the hood, count money, send the dope, n***a! My childhood friend grew up and became a thug But I grew up, got addicted to money' Police running here is too much doctor flesh Remember, I count 200 bands and said this ain't enough! sponsored links ' big feet, I pull up and k** sh**, six feet One street, three sparks, one hundred pounds A scales, ten scraps, a thousand rounds. Hook: (x2) My childhood friend grew up and became a thug But I grew up and made a living out of d** Same as Gs, invested in my own hood Send the.. color is the crib. My partner gave bait, but I don't join the game Scooter run the f**ing block and me got money game Fifty thousand all' watch play, J My n***a Loki kinda creeping, he a.. I do a lot of Kelly business, they got cheap things Plus the sh** I know I'm never going broke again .. paper up, Flying packs landing at the.. house I grew up a hustler, trappling at my momma house When she go to work, I turn it to a crack house Send her to surveil, same color cribs Dope with no smell, it go for twenty-six. Hook: (x2) My childhood friend grew up and became a thug But I grew up and made a living out of d** Same as Gs, invested in my own hood Send the.. color is the crib. ...money's like the' Stop it, I fall, young n***a on the curve Run to cause I hustle crack of the work Play with my dough, chop a bullet, might just merk you! ' no bills, only twenty Selling' weed out, we're getting money! Just another n***a made a million off the words Police arrest me like I made a million off the birds I flip the script and made a lick I'm the sh** like the' The chopper blow your a** away your shoe left on the curb! A n***a' trying to lose I ain't giving a whole sh**, you can call me, screwed! Hook: (x2) My childhood friend grew up and became a thug But I grew up and made a living out of d** Same as Gs, invested in my own hood Send the.. color is the crib.