[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