Grow Up - The Grouch

All they see are stars in the sky

Couldn’t figure out how, never understand why

Me, myself, I’ll lift you high

Let me hear you shout now, tell 'em what it’s bout child

All some know is what they say

Never think for themselves, who is going to lend help?

We will be to ease the strain

This is my brain on beats, please peep and gain

Cause that’s the name of the game

What you gonna do when reality comes knocking?

When things get too serious to just stick your cock in

Any warm hole, you wanna shoot for that goal

Stabilize your name and purify your soul

When you’re to try and hold your own like a man

And sleeping on your friend’s couch is no longer the plan

You finally realise than everything you try

Isn’t always gonna work out, for ya

People will ignore ya if you don’t make sense

You don’t make sense if you live past tense

Talking bout back when you used to have a heyday

But couldn’t do what you did then today

I bet you didn’t say what them gonna do now

I bet the most talk translates to least style

Conflicting situations, so pick and get to waiting

Forget the shit is vacant, new and greater things pop

I hate to think stop when my mind says grow

Like I hate to see cops when the sign says slow

But anyway, oh, back to the topic

Got incentive in my pocket and I practice tryna profit

So, I can know that my power stays on

And if I need to use insurance, my eggs will be gone

Respond responsibly, better myself constantly

Should I try and do, to set a cool example for you?

Now what the hell I look like not knowing how to cook right?

Being late to everything and never reading books, might

Call me hypocrite because my lips can spit truth

But living up is hard when you’re young but not a youth

Gotta be well respected, cool and down to earth

Try and get accepted on the turf and up at work

Fucking jerks wanna push ya, but you can’t fight

Cause then they’ll want to shoot you dead, and that ain’t tight

Had your sights set upon a brand new apartment

But at first, last, deposit, that’s hard shit

And only if your credit is good, could you bet that it would

Be available to you, you’re sailing to a new, zone

Of needing to know how to speak on the phone

Proper, oper-ating

Effective, that’s the objective

Should’ve taken that elective home back in high school

Cause when you try to come tight, you’ll probably fuck up the first few times

Mess up them first few lines

You speak tryna sound grown

I can’t come weak, I’m from the town known to put it down

All around the world on an intelligent level

Maturity is high, discourage me the Devil

He can only try if I’m believing in him

I got my goals mapped out and I’m achieving them