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Yeah (Statik Selektah) Check it, I grew up You know, we was just kids the other day But now, check it, I grew up I gr-I gr-I gr-I grew up (Yeah, uh) Fly! When I was stuffing dimes in baggies Police tried to bag me (Tried to bag me) Lately I been happy, you don't want me aggy Be quick to put a hole in one like I was in a Caddie And on the way I stopped at Golden Krust to get a pattie Certain chicks still tryna smash me thou my skin was ashy I used to want to date a baddie, pretty face and fatty Realized that didn’t matter, so much other shit I rathered Like a chick with brains and manners Low tolerance for bullshit and way less time for the chatter At a party full of scammers We heard shots and then we scattered Made no sense to reach into my pocket for my banger Would have been inside the slammer if we thought to bring the hammer 'Cause if they choose to violate Then we'd have to retaliate Start raising up the crime rate It’s beef, we let it marinate It was me, my right hand, my best friend, my other dawg Letras de cancionesOne hair on their skin got touched, it would've likely been a war Niggas thought it was a game but now we settling the score Shooting 'til the clip is empty, would have went out in a brawl Woulda never have been touring All these years of feeling torn 'Cause we just the children of the children of the corn I'd be making niggas wish that they was never ever born They gon' have to feel his motherfucking scorn Heard they hit a random nigga in the arm None of my niggas was harmed Got home safe, I didn't care 'cause I ain’t know him I know, probably some shit that I shouldn’t say Like Cam said, he'll be aight, niggas get shot every day I been outta road Wasn’t taught the ropes But after that we grew up (I grew up) After that we grew up I been outta road (I grew up) Wasn't taught the ropes But after that we grew up (I grew up) After that we grew up I was just a youth, dad was a mechanic, always kept a tool Act a fool, he gon' be like John Wick coming after you Denzel, Equalizer 2 We gon' treat you like our food F around and might get chewed and spit out Show you why we rude, just the truth Teach you a quick lesson like a substitute That’s an automatic, I don't even need to sub to shoot Hit you with the shaolin, put hands on you like we from the Wu Used to get so high that two L's look just like a W Big up all the shotta dem Sharing all their stories, just might drop a gem Pushing through the odds, they're ain't no stopping dem Shout out all my Brooklyn niggas rocking Timbs Raise the bar and rep hope, we'd all work out like we at the gym Stay clocking in, committed lots of sins Lived it, this is not pretend The pastor say that God forgives I'm thankful that I got to live With the dumb shit I done did I done seen a lot of shit Gave music all that I could give I grew up now, I'm not a kid I been outta road Wasn't taught the ropes But after that we grew up (I grew up) After that we grew up I been outta road (I grew up) Wasn't taught the ropes But after that we grew up (I grew up) After that we grew up I been outta road Wasn't taught the ropes But after that we grew up After that we grew up From Letras Mania