Grow Up ft. Bino C Lyrics

Wishing time would pass us like what's the hold up

Mama said to slow down, no rush to grow up

We got sticky fingers from all the doja

So that's why we grind it before we roll up

Wishing time would pass us like what's the hold up

Mama said to slow down, no rush to grow up

We got sticky fingers from all the doja

So that's why we grind it before we roll up, yea yea

Damn, time passing

Ask a zombie what you ashing, Me and my niggas go way back to PS1 Crash Bashing

Fast forward, time flashing, While I'm whipping in an Aston, Feeling real funny like Martin

Getting real tipsy like Scorsese

Pool hopping got me hazy

Uber rushing got my girl crazy

What is the dealio

Tryna just roll up this doja with Julio

Fuck with her music though, Hoping she let me find out what that pussy do

Feeling real indigo

Hitting more indica

Man that is just some real blow Wanna tell her that I grew up

Haven't seen ma in a minute even though she know

That her baby still growing-Up

Straight to the top yea

Wishing time would pass us like what's the hold up

Mama said to slow down, no rush to grow up

We got sticky fingers from all the doja

So that's why we grind it before we roll up, yea yea yea

Thinking back to a time when I was young

When life was simple and it just begun

Dealing with the hard times that had to come

But it help me be the man that I become

So when I seen my chance, I knew I had to take it

Went from hating granny's smoke to smoking in her basement

Smoking on that loud pack when I need escaping

But you gotta play your roles so get to your places

Niggas show up all kind of sides, all kinds of faces

(No 2Face)

But when the shit hit the fan, is you gonna face it

(Tell the truth)

So kick the ball but don't touch the laces

(Watch out)

And play them cards in your hand, you gotta couple laces

(Don't break them ankles)

Wishing time would pass us like what's the hold up

Mama said to slow down, no rush to grow up

We got sticky fingers from all the doja

So that's why we grind it before we roll up

Wishing time would pass us like what's the hold up

Mama said to slow down, no rush to grow up

We got sticky fingers from all the doja

So that's why we grind it before we roll up, up, up