Grown Man Voice - McKinley Dixon, Micah James, Pink Siifu

South side loving the crew, every time we come through

East side niggas, yeah they loving the crew, every time we come through

West side niggas, yeah they loving the crew, every time we come through

North side niggas, yeah they loving the crew, every time we come through (Yeah,

Fuck with me, ay)

Yeah baby girl

I know that shits bright

But

Its a picture Nini

Please

Look at the light

For me

You don’t know what this wasteland really mean to me

Make me Wonder

If hell contain a pretty scenery

Shit

These stories

Nigga feeling Aesop

Got the whole street yelling

When a nigga run from cops

Every fence

Getting hopped

Celebration

Don’t stop

Hoping they never take our feet away

And the connection

It never gets severed

Told grams

I’mma try my hardest make her live forever

It aint work, a nigga blasting

All my work is everlasting

Whats ya worth

They finna ask it

Why playing in a casket

Little man

Just because you think you grown now

Means even more watch ya motherfucking tone now

When you talk to me

We aint friends

I ain’t playing

Baby boy

Look in the mirror

Start to wobble in his chain

Humming

The love aint scarce, and we ain’t scared

Love aint scarce

And we aint scared

Got so much family in here

Love ain’t scarce

Nigga, we aint scared

The l ove aint scarce, and we ain’t scared

Love aint scarce

And we aint scared

So much family in here

The love ain’t scarce

Nigga, we aint scared

Light skin nigga

Take the bass and the baritone

Down type frightened

You can tell by the pheromones, chip on ya shoulder

Color of a waffle cone

Cant leave the house without being doused in copper tone

Enlightened

Like skin brightnen cream

Y’all better stop

Pull back the rubber band on good hair

And let it pop

Nightmares, not dreams of things

I regret alot

But fuck everybody

I’m the king, like Coretta Scott

I don’t struggle with humility and grace

I move with impunity, vanish without a trace

Colorism is just anothing ism to keep us lost

But, as a child, it was some shit that I’d reenforce (oh no)

Didn’t know how to properly acknowledge my benefit

Acting all innocent

Heavenly angel, with the halo was bent and dented in

With the lights dimmered

Damn no pun intended

Man I’ve been a trifling nigga

Maybe thats why I spent a grip on all types of liquors

Prolly not

Just some unrelated poppy cock

Poetry is life

This shit is not a hobby, ahk

World to all them idealistic suckers at the coffee shop

I’m mourning time

Tell my bitch that we got morning time

On it until the morning time, She got that Florida shine

Laid back and she pouring wine

Hit you with the 30, never cross me like

Border lines

Mami know papi the man though

Spent hands on, for niggas before the gram

I been grinding since yo grandma been cooking ham

Shoot you like series or something

Put you on cam

I’m the man on camera bitches is bowing

Keep the money in the family like Italians

Hit his ass a thousand times, niggas be wylin

She ask me how I feel

I’m tryna see a money mountain

Bitch I’m ballin, I’m up a hundred and counting

She wan' fuck with the youth

She found the fountain

Whats the foundation

Told her have some pounds waiting

You just at a sound station

Oh you sound basic

I pray to god that I don’t pray for kids

I pray to god that I don’t pray for kids

I pray to god that I don’t pray for kids

I pray to god that I don’t pray for kids

I pray to god that I don’t pray for

Lil niggas with halos

Hope that pistol knows pathos

Logos etched they halo

Don’t move until they say so

Saying

In this case

Lay low, cool!

Be cool

Be cool

Barbershop talking shit

Hard to walk a mile in em

These shoes, size 10

From the hood

We know sizing

Still finding a ways

We keep fighting

Stack remind me, I need to save

Take care of fam, bring old age

I’m an old me

Fave dance was the old man

Oh wait shit

Used to love to shoot pool with my old man

Can’t push a rope

Thats word to my old man

Let it sit

Pops chill

Let it sit

Tryna get a magnum

All chill, all about action

Saw all these factors

Gimme clean captions

Look how it snapped him

The god slapped him

Heat bring traction