Johnny Cinco - When I Grow Up lyrics

[Verse 1:Profet] Currently chasing currency Spot looking like a pharmacy Perc 5s, 10s Oh you need single G's? double G's? Zzz's? f** that Want a industry check like LA Reed Fly to Cali, shoot a bird at the LAPD Apparently my flow on antifreeze Heard my plug, ask the plug Can you see over the wheel? Or should I give you my keys? Different color, whatever color you claim n***a You bleed what I bleed sh**, I got wants and needs Needs and wants I want what I want Like I want to walk in the bank All on my own, with two Glock 40s And take out a loan Tell me would I be wrong Keep a bomb for a play Like a n***a going 4th and long You come to the spot Got a b**h that will serve you Look like Nita Long Don't worry about what we be on Got racks the Peewee Longway Might serve you a bell on hump day Tell my ho come meet you on a lunch break n***a digging my feng shui, ok [Hook] My moma was a trapper Daddy was a trapper My uncle was a trapper What you think I was gon' be? What you think I was gon' be? What you think I was gon' be? What you think I was gon' be? My moma was a trapper My daddy was a trapper It's only right a trapper What you think I was gon' be? What you think I was gon' be? What you think I was gon' be? What you think I was gon' be? [Verse 2:Johnny Cinco] What you think I was gon' be? What you think I was gon' be? Had to grow up in the streets Young n***a raised in the streets Ran through the streets Trapped through the week Serve you a bell Serve you a P Serve you a brick Serve you a dummy Ride with a tommy Oh, what a dummy I got them bells on the way though I got the mailman on payroll We got the police on payroll Money don't move unless we say so We with the mob sh** Mob ties, n***a with mob ties Profet is all ties sh**, we all ties n***a we all ties Choppers, they all hide Choppers come out they all hide I welcome you out to my side We all ride My kind One line Front line Front line Lunch time Crunch time Trap [Hook]