Grown Ass Kid Lyrics - Alex Wiley

[Verse 1: Mick Jenkins] 

Fuck with me y'all 

I mean either way you stuck with me y'all 

I'm coming at these rap niggas first 

And for most that's a luckily y'all 

Better know it 

Just a mustard seed dog that I ever really needed 

Nigga's just tryna see Jesus 

Sipping water like it come with different cheeses 

All of your opinions facetious, it's feces 

I got a thesis or slick dissertation 

Our entire species is young and impatient and passive 

All at the same damn time, why? Chi to kill them with kindness 

Hit them with the Visine, try to cure the blindness 

Couple coffee beans for the sinus 

Folgers the best part of waking up 

Is the alignment of self with God, and that isn't for a selfish heart 

My intention was to flood the scene 

I don't ever really hug the scene 

Y'all know I been submarine with this shit 

Little more Actavis how I lean with this shit 

Black the sails, steal the cream with this crop 

With dream, no king just 

It's the dawn of the dead and I feel so alive 

And the free been in here you can tell by my mind, like 

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[Hook] 

You just a grown ass kid, who the fuck do you think you is? 

The sun is only half way lit, you haven't come out your crib 

You just a grown ass boy, get up out of here with all that noise 

You ain't ever gonna find your joy with yourself acting tough 

You just a grown ass kid, who the fuck do you think you is? 

The sun is only half way up, you steady talking that shit 

You just a grown ass boy, get up out of here with all that noise 

You ain't ever gonna find your joy with yourself acting tough 

Boy you just a... 

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[Verse 2: Chance the Rapper] 

Lazy male complaining about how in high school he could, but his ACL 

AV Club, tell my daddy how you just an uncle from ATL 

(Better take out that trash) 

Boy get your big....grown ass home 

Old ass home, broke ass drinking up all the milk 

But can't do no laundry, e-Harmony romance on 

Watch your tone folk, talking to grown folk 

Yeah, yeah, yeah you better stay chill, you were sounding like Tone Lōc 

Now watch how I move, different chapters 

Decisions, missions, visit pastors 

Everybody finally can say it out loud, "my favorite rapper a Christian rapper" 

And he got faith in his faith in his soul 

And a tape, and a cape and that drape from out west 

To the lake and it cover his face like a vape 

And I hate when I wait but it never come late 

From tobacco back roads to bus seat back rows 

A Black boy, black rose, back rolls 

Men grow just as surely as mountains peak and plateaus plateau, ya kna wha mean? 

[Hook] 

You just a grown ass kid, who the fuck do you think you is? 

The sun is only half way lit, you haven't come out your crib 

You just a grown ass boy, get up out of here with all that noise 

You ain't ever gonna find your joy with yourself acting tough 

Boy you just a... 

[Verse 3: Alex Wiley] 

Kinda crazy how it fall up in your lap right? 

Shit was determined in a past life 

If you ask nicely, mad, nice 

Even with mad lights you couldn't see them 

Up in class like I'm only half right, they ain't believe the boy 

Wave when you pass them, moments you should bask in 

Wonder if the Lord's on my side, let me ask him, or ask her 

I don't need a password, don't ask about my past word 

Living until my last words, wondering if [?] got the slash in 

Don't forget the cash and mix in with the passion, oh 

If I don't feel the love then I'mma pass end 

Shit is everlasting, I'mma have a blast and uh 

I'mma have a good day, I'mma stay zonin' 

I might get high as shit or I might stay sober 

Might roll a J and I might just pass it 

Might hit the Bay and I might trip acid 

They tried to treat us like some bummy little sneakers 

I tell 'em "make sure when you dream, that you dream big 

You could be cool and an Uber driver 

The next minute you in Aruba, you scuba divin' 

I hope they sell you the truth and that you survinin' 

Don't do how they gon' scrutinize 'em 

And looking at the youth, tryna euthanize 'em 

If it was up to you they would nuke the projects 

[Outro: Ha Ha Davis (with Hook in Background)] 

Get up off that bed big fella 

You a grown boy big fella 

You need your diaper change big fella 

You still catching a bus nigga, that's mom's crib big fella 

You been tryna get money 

You only got ten singles in your pocket big fella 

Get up now big fella, find you a job 

Still playing Xbox 360, you ain't even got an Xbox One 

You got a PS one and an Xbox 360 big fella 

Go find you a job, today, right now big fella 

Your son's almost gone big fella 

Get up now big fella 

Get up big fella 

(...with yourself acting tough 

Boy you just a...) 

What is you doing? 

You been sleeping all day big fella 

You ain't even got no pillows or no cover or no sheets on your bed big fella 

It's time to find another hustle big fella 

That scamming ain't cutting it big fella 

Get up now 

Get up, get up, get up big fella