LRC歌词

[ti:Grown Ups]
[ar:Earl Sweatshirt/Da$H]
[al:I Don't Like Sh*t, I Don't Go Outside: An Album by Earl Sweatshirt]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:00.00]Grown Ups - Earl Sweatshirt/Da$H
[00:06.74]Written by:Thebe Kgositsile/Darien Dash
[00:13.49]Feel this cage when that acid fade
[00:16.78]Face the same but your mind has changed
[00:19.15]You desire a stable home
[00:22.19]I acquire fame at naming hoes
[00:25.05]Contemplating ways of getting dome
[00:28.26]Plotting on my neighbors
[00:29.76]Asking God for favors
[00:31.44]Guess he isn't home
[00:33.42]Probably 'cause that f**king faith I didn't show
[00:36.32]Skippin church
[00:37.90]Flip the work
[00:39.11]Hit the dirt
[00:39.99]Like Tommy run it b**ch
[00:42.80]Grew up in a home that papa wasn't in
[00:45.98]Came up off of work that my conscience wasn't in
[00:49.11]Either way it goes
[00:50.53]A lot is getting hit
[00:52.32]And if it wasn't hoes
[00:53.41]Then it probably was a lick
[00:55.44]Got burners on my soul
[00:56.98]And my posse on my skin
[00:58.99]Sweaty D-A dollar top lotto picks
[01:01.97]Promise that I am not the one to f**king plot against
[01:05.69]Love him
[01:06.03]But my father ain't my mother f**king friend
[01:08.63]Trying to figure out how to start a mother f**king end
[01:11.94]Trend dodging
[01:13.03]Keep a b**ch by me
[01:15.16]Back roll
[01:16.51]Garbage bag full of xans
[01:18.31]Teach myself to rap and steal ni**a
[01:20.35]Cash is in hand
[01:22.12]Packs get vac sealed
[01:23.69]Like the Tin Man
[01:25.12]Cardiac stillness
[01:26.71]Missing has real
[01:28.40]Kidding
[01:28.90]Worse me
[01:29.87]Kidding
[01:30.77]Don't know where I'm going
[01:32.60]Don't know where I been
[01:34.20]Never trust these hoes
[01:35.67]Don't even trust my friends
[01:39.58]Tell that b**ch to roll up
[01:42.53]F**king with some grown ups
[01:43.67]Don't know where I'm going
[01:44.95]Don't know where I been
[01:47.11]Never trust these hoes
[01:48.32]Don't even trust my friends
[01:52.48]Tell that b**ch to roll up
[01:55.62]F**king with some grown ups
[01:56.79]My mama wonder why it never seem to reach
[02:00.24]See my Daddy in the way I'm acting
[02:03.29]And my facial features
[02:05.42]Just trying to put you on
[02:06.57]Dog I came from teachers
[02:08.93]Take the plate and clean it
[02:10.09]Ni**a I'm a dog
[02:11.65]Tell her hit or miss me with the f**king monologue
[02:14.82]Lord I can't fight it
[02:16.37]Know I'm tryna brawl
[02:18.24]Get a copper hauled off
[02:20.34]I'm the type of ni**a that you cop your raw off
[02:23.52]Popping hoes off
[02:25.73]Grab the board and these niggas call charge
[02:29.00]Chain switches jerseys like it's all star
[02:31.63]Press the OnStar
[02:33.21]Think it's all lost

文本歌词


Grown Ups - Earl Sweatshirt/Da$H
Written by:Thebe Kgositsile/Darien Dash
Feel this cage when that acid fade
Face the same but your mind has changed
You desire a stable home
I acquire fame at naming hoes
Contemplating ways of getting dome
Plotting on my neighbors
Asking God for favors
Guess he isn't home
Probably 'cause that f**king faith I didn't show
Skippin church
Flip the work
Hit the dirt
Like Tommy run it b**ch
Grew up in a home that papa wasn't in
Came up off of work that my conscience wasn't in
Either way it goes
A lot is getting hit
And if it wasn't hoes
Then it probably was a lick
Got burners on my soul
And my posse on my skin
Sweaty D-A dollar top lotto picks
Promise that I am not the one to f**king plot against
Love him
But my father ain't my mother f**king friend
Trying to figure out how to start a mother f**king end
Trend dodging
Keep a b**ch by me
Back roll
Garbage bag full of xans
Teach myself to rap and steal ni**a
Cash is in hand
Packs get vac sealed
Like the Tin Man
Cardiac stillness
Missing has real
Kidding
Worse me
Kidding
Don't know where I'm going
Don't know where I been
Never trust these hoes
Don't even trust my friends
Tell that b**ch to roll up
F**king with some grown ups
Don't know where I'm going
Don't know where I been
Never trust these hoes
Don't even trust my friends
Tell that b**ch to roll up
F**king with some grown ups
My mama wonder why it never seem to reach
See my Daddy in the way I'm acting
And my facial features
Just trying to put you on
Dog I came from teachers
Take the plate and clean it
Ni**a I'm a dog
Tell her hit or miss me with the f**king monologue
Lord I can't fight it
Know I'm tryna brawl
Get a copper hauled off
I'm the type of ni**a that you cop your raw off
Popping hoes off
Grab the board and these niggas call charge
Chain switches jerseys like it's all star
Press the OnStar
Think it's all lost

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